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Song bird

Joan Winifred

Another day, another song. BTW my singing is sincere. And my writing about as serious as one can get psuedo-texting with one right index finger on my cell. (No computer access) How do kids use their thumbs for this?? Am not techy-texting talented attall.

No time and tired index…to text elaborate. Stay tuned for a brief post on topic: Sermon on Mount/tackling hate.

Reminded today of this song my parents played during cold/snowy Winters UP in Massachusetts…my childhood/youth…filled with wide-range of music. Irony: we’ve all migrated to FL as year-round sand birds. ๐Ÿ™‚

 

Peace (to You Reader)…written in the sand and snow.

October 1, 2018 @ 11:27 a.m.

 

 

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