I looked at him, as my little boy But for a moment looked away Then glancing back to look again The moment had turned to days How quickly Moments become Memories! Could you slow down just a little, please? They are here and then they’re past The moments come, but they don’t last. No longerContinue reading “Moments Become Memories”
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Moments Become Memories
I looked at him, as my little boy But for a moment looked away Then glancing back to look again The moment had turned to days No longer was he the little guy Who laughed and jumped and ran The little boy who was my son At sometime became a man. – Caleb
The Ozark Spring
It’s that time in South Central Missouri. Spring. It’s beautiful here. The Apple blossoms are almost in full bloom. The dogwood trees are budding as well. And that means that the Crappie fish are biting at the lake. So it’s a great time to be alive! I’m so thankful for the beauty that surrounds us.Continue reading “The Ozark Spring”
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