This, that, and whatnot. Mostly whatnot.
I read this out to Dad, we both thought it was so cute!
Ahhh... My life has been rich in poetry the last two days. Yesterday morning it was G.M. Hopkins, reminding me that this world, seared and bleared with toil, is filled with the grandeur of God. And then two profs sharing their own poetry in chapel after class. And now this...Thank you!
I do the same thing! Except my "dreamboat drummer" is my son!
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