"Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord from the heavens;
Praise Him in the heights!
Praise Him, all His angels;
Praise Him, all His hosts!
Praise Him, sun and moon;
Praise Him, all you stars of light!
Praise Him, you heavens of heavens,
And you waters above the heavens!"
Psalm 148:1-4 NKJ
I started early, took my dog,
And visited the sea-
The mermaids in the basement
Came out to look at me,
And frigates in the upper floor
Extended hempen hands-
Presuming me to be a mouse
Aground, upon the sands,
But no man moved me till the tide
Went past my simple shoe-
And past my apron and my belt,
And past my bodice too,
And made as he would eat me up
And wholly as a dew
Upon a dandelion's sleeve-
And then I started too.
And he-he followed close behind;
I felt his silver heel
Upon my ankle-then my shoes
Would overflow with pearl.
Until we met the solid town,
No one he seemed to know-
And bowing with a mighty look
At me, the sea withdrew.
Emily Dickinson
Have a blessed Sunday!
Kim
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I am glad your mom is doing better. I had been thinking about all of you and wondering how she was.
Is your school almost over for the year? Only 13 days left for us! I am excited!
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