Cyclical Hope On June 2, 2024June 2, 2024 By Anna EastlandIn motherhood, Poetry A few rainy Sunday thoughts in a poem! Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPinterestPrintLike Loading...
Beautiful Anna. It brought thoughts to me in silence. I wonder at times how often Our Lord has to clean up messy souls. Over and over again. LikeLiked by 1 person June 3, 2024 at 1:31 pm Reply
Rinse, repeat and shine… Gabriel and I always say at the end of a messy day, at least there’s sunsets! LikeLiked by 1 person June 5, 2024 at 5:09 am Reply
Hah, yes! That makes me think of The Outsiders…you can see the sunset from all parts of town. LikeLike June 5, 2024 at 7:39 am Reply
Just East Of Crazy Land 
Yes every new day is a chance to do our best!
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Yes! 💐
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Beautiful Anna. It brought thoughts to me in silence. I wonder at times how often Our Lord has to clean up messy souls. Over and over again.
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So true, Claire! 💫
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Rinse, repeat and shine…
Gabriel and I always say at the end of a messy day, at least there’s sunsets!
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Hah, yes! That makes me think of The Outsiders…you can see the sunset from all parts of town.
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