by Neruda Love Song » Mon Mar 05, 2012 11:04 am
Angel watched him leave. Once he was a good distance away Angel rushed to her room and gathered her hood. She ran outside, the hot sun beating down on her.
She began walking south. It was her time to leave.
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.