by Neruda Love Song » Fri Mar 02, 2012 12:27 pm
"Come on," he said. He began walking away.
"Grey cooks a killer breakfast." He smiled. He could already smell the food.
"I believe today is eggs, sausage patties, black pudding, bacon, mushrooms, baked beans, hash browns, pancakes, and cinnamon rolls." He looked back at Hayley.
"Torture being kidnapped, huh?"
I have to leave chicken smoothie, but I may check up now and again. Sorry.
God is the greatest artist
To whom no one can compare,
Streaking sunsets very beautiful,
Painting rainbows in the air.
Brushing green the hillside scene,
Blotting blue the sky above,
Splashing flowers 'cross the ground beneath,
Shading white clouds with His glove.
Of the wonders God has made
There is none that is so fair
As the smile He paints upon your face
When you realize He's there.