Date Poem: Thursday, November Fifth, Two Thousand And Twenty

Created by me on Microsoft Paint
@xstitcher (39047)
Petaluma, California
November 5, 2020 10:19pm CST
The day, sometimes, seems like it will Never end; each hour crawls by rather than Flying; but I Thank You Lord, That in each hour You help me do All of the things You want me To, whatever the speed time goes. © Stacey Uffelman 11-5-20
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SHOHANA
@SHOHANA (16093)
• Bangladesh
6 Nov 20
Nice date poem, keep up sharing more