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Nov 2010
There are many
     blessing
in a quiet life,
   you know.
A peaceful walk
with the dogs;
a book to wile
away the hours.
I think of May
and all the flowers.
A stroll downtown,
recalling memories
from long ago.
A nod, a smile
to passerby's --
then back home
to my little realm,
warm and safe...
A cup of tea.
There are many
   blessings
in a quiet life,
   you know.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Addy.
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