Just when you think you're all it.A Poem by RandallWalking into the house from the Garden today. I saw a little Ant hill coming beneath my foot. Suddenly a shadow appeared around me. Looking up I saw the foot of God. It was just a quick sidestep and the ant hill was safe. The shadow disappeared from around me. Maybe we aren't all that we think we are. D. Randall Dollaway 13 May 2011
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