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My stories

"My times are in your hands" [on Psalm 31:15a)]

[Continuing the idea of a hymn for Sundays] … and the future I can face – excitement and expectancy … I am not self-employed, for …

Coastal Path (5) – Horses

… no place for pampered horse – these, sturdy, dour with windswept manes unkempt survive, foot-sure.

Certain Hope Reliable

[The Sunday Song a day early this week:] Unfounded hope … to no avail – a hope as weak as me … of hope secure they shout!
Cherry

Stumpy Toddy (Wren)

phenomenal the sound … huddle in numbers to protect from killing cold, by cuddle

God spoke, from the beginning (Poetry Monthly)

[another Sunday hymn, this time using the March Poetry Monthly repetition theme] ''In the past God spoke … at many times and in various ways, but in these last days he has spoken to us by his Son …"

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