A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets.
Thank you. I am up far too early to get the last of the insanity finished and this makes me smile loudly. I love it.
Hi, Uncle Robbert here, with a little kissy for all of you, and a cuddle, across oceans, mountains. rivers. I love you, that's all, our arms reach, our fingers touch, and I make a grab, for your hearts. Just may I say, there are hymns, epigraphs, words of inspiration. Here's my offer, the best I know:"I am not afraid, I was born to do this."-Joan of Arc.
EC, you need all the laughs you can get for the next two days.Robbert, you were born to be so much more than a mere commenter. You're a writer, blog the life. Look at my new header and heed it.Of course, there are some who would collect kindling for the stake. She wasn't burned for a witch but for the crime of wearing mens clothes and we still wear the pants better.
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