Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Now stand and grasp your neighbor's hand.
You can't imagine it yet, but wait.
Hold loose and tight and think of sand.

Don't let go when I tell you this:
All of John's words were for his parents,
And not a one was for Jesus.

                                  Peace Be With You

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Blogger Abraxas Z said...

http://www.cnn.com/2010/LIVING/07/19/Miller.jazz/index.html?hpt=C2

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