



Good people.
Good people.
November? So soon?
You bring your little candle to my door -
and ask for nothing
and leave
a smile.
Good people.
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Update:
I know that all your families face challenges
and heartache . . .
My particulars are a paralyzed brother-in-law
a farmer - in an accident.
An aunt who will always be the tomboy
that led us on safaris and later to Aida . .
now facing endings.
Because you asked, good friends . . .
The plumbing is cranky ;0)
The shoulder is creaky ;-(
Still - fall came with color and breeze;
and pumpkins grinning from porches.
All will be well.
Sending love and smiles your way.
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