Date Poem: Wednesday, April Twenty-Ninth, Two Thousand And Twenty

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@xstitcher (39068)
Petaluma, California
April 30, 2020 12:05am CST
Water under the bridge; And I feel over The hill. Writing lots of Nonsense, The words from my head spill. Tomorrow, Lord, is A new day; I need You To guide me all the way. © Stacey Uffelman 4-29-20
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Kitycat
@KityCat (7739)
• India
30 Apr 20
Your poem has go a good rhyme
Stacey
@xstitcher (39068)
• Petaluma, California
30 Apr 20
Thank you--sometimes I can get them to rhyme and sometimes I can't. ;)
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