Thursday, November 23, 2006

Crumb

I find myself thankful for life
with all of its hardship and strife
at times fed up with our race
intent on a morsel of grace.
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2 comments:

  1. Anonymous7:04 AM

    Hey Bob,

    Good for you! There's always someone worse off than we are. Happy Thanksgiving to you and Mrs. Bob. Take Care

    Shirley

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  2. S.L. Corsua7:55 AM

    Musing on the title, in relation to the poem's sentiments, I reckon blessings can and do oft times come in 'crumbs' -- not so lofty as to be life-changing, but blessings nonetheless. The 'little' things during the day that can determine whether or not we get to sleep sound at night. ^_^

    Wishing you the best, Bob. (Now I proceed to catching up on your previous posts. ^_^ Dream well.)

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