Peeks Through Clouds

An effort to brighten darkness with gentle humor and loving truth... a desire to discern both love and truth more and more clearly when I gaze toward Glory... and a spirit-name, properly descriptive, unrequested but received, my own.

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Friday, February 11, 2011

St. Valentine's Lunch Break

He leaps the curbside snowbank
like a youth, this balding man,
and into the store he goes,
shortly emerging
with one small perfect bag,
a smile and a beating heart.
Now - to find a cheeseburger!

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