The Seasons: A Poem

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Sunrise over Amazing Grasses Family Farm The mad Artist wields His brush, Painted colors rush, To life and give flush, Before the quiet autumn hush. The life seems to pour, As colors fall to the floor, To be seen no more, Outside the dark, grey door. Brightness from below, Sun upon the snow, High, cold clouds blow, Flakes and ice appear to grow. The man melts with little seen, Underneath, pale, grey green, Hides life in dark unseen, Waits for warmth and to careen. Buds on branches show, Patience starts to grow, Trickles, streams and veins flow, Bringing fruits of melted snow. Sprung to life it springs, Bees, birds, sound rings, Lush green flings, Its gift bounty brings. Green growth gives one last rush, Underneath the Painter's brush. The mad Artist wields His brush, before the quiet autumn hush. More poetry is available from James M. Hahn in  The Last Dragon and Other Poems  available now. My new book of cryptogram puzzles " Secret Messages from the Saints " is avai
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Post-op Report

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Thank you for all your prayers, Catherine's surgery went well. It's hard to tell if it worked, her eyes are pretty puffy and red, but she feels fine! She was a little fussy yesterday but she slept most of the day anyway. This picture was taken a week or so ago.


Thanks, Mimi for the outfit!


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Barbara said…
I remembered Catherine in prayer yesterday and wondered how it had gone. My Joshua's eye were blood-red afterward, but did not seem to cause him pain (although they sure looked painful!). I hope the surgery worked for her (I wondered if she was with Dr. Rogers, Bremer or McGregor? Joshua still sees Dr. McGregor at age 17!).
12:28 PM
Nicole said…
Thanks for your prayers, Barb! She see Dr. Richard Simmons. I think he's been around awhile!
8:42 PM
Barbara said…
Oh my. I had no idea Dr. Simmons was still in practice. He did Joshua's surgery 15 years ago. We since switched to Dr. McGregor but I just assumed Dr. Simmons had retired!
8:46 AM
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