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Holy Monday walking with my dog in the burbs I spied a palm frond laying by the curb still moist and pliant fresh to touch what blasphemer discarded this icon beloved so much? one day removed from Palm Sunday glory does the heathen who disposed of it know this precious leaf’s story? it was then I recalled its reason for being its a carpet for a King’s footsteps its not for keeping so there it lay where it should be as my dog and I resumed our closer walk with Thee Music Selection: Willie Nelson Just a Closer Walk With Thee Oakland 4/2/12 jbm
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Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 9:21 PM UTC
Palm Frond
Holy Monday walking with my dog in the burbs I spied a palm frond laying by the curb still moist and pliant fresh to touch what blasphemer discarded this icon beloved so much? one day removed from Palm Sunday glory does the heathen who disposed of it know this precious leaf’s story? it was then I recalled its reason for being its a carpet for a King’s footsteps its not for keeping so there it lay where it should be as my dog and I resumed our closer walk with Thee Music Selection: Willie Nelson Just a Closer Walk With Thee Oakland 4/2/12 jbm
james-bradley-mccallum
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Mar 21, 2013
Mar 21, 2013 at 9:21 PM UTC
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