Each blossom still blooms in its field; each child still clutches your hand; each friend still lingers in your heart.
And that, dear
John
, is where time goes.
Forever young,
The Universe
John
, these
Notes from the Universe...
…are my 600+ favorites of all time!!!!!!
Thoughts become things... choose the good ones! ®
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Wish your keys were as easy to find, huh,
John
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