dearest Andrew... a lovely spiritual song...
"His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me."
Especially the older citizens are at risk. Heaven is
prepared with life-saving resuscitators... pure water from
free-flowing streams. Your poem has touched my heart and soul.
Gently, Pat
make sure we wash those hands thoroughly...but even if we do, we cannot wash our hands of our actions and words...we need them to be kind...spread the virus of kindness and love....not hate and disease.
j.
Strindberg said.
" When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..