Posted on April 18, 2017
by Means of Grace
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I saw you in every color and I recognized what I hadn’t seen. I saw you blossom so I planted more. I saw you hugging and my distances were narrowed. I didn’t wait to see you. I only needed to see. Photo at Annandale…
Category: Ecumenical Travels, VirginiaTags: Church, Color, Easter, Easter Dresses, Methodist, Poem, Spring
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