Some days ...
some ways ...
are paved with gold.
The sun playing peek-a-boo through the clouds.
Glittering pearls of water balancing precariusly on the edge of a leaf.
Laughter and love in the voices of far-away children.
The embrace of women on a shared journey.
The glistening of butter on warm toast.
Some days are paved with gold. We are richly blessed.
some ways ...
are paved with gold.
The sun playing peek-a-boo through the clouds.
Glittering pearls of water balancing precariusly on the edge of a leaf.
Laughter and love in the voices of far-away children.
The embrace of women on a shared journey.
The glistening of butter on warm toast.
Some days are paved with gold. We are richly blessed.
GOLD
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