Soccer season has started. It used to start in the fall/Winter, but now it starts when you hyperventilate...SUMMER. Cooper, Ava, and Charlie are all soccer studs. This year they are all on three different leagues. Little league (Charlie) JV. (Ava) and Varsity (Cooper). I can not wait till their first game, (even though I will be gone.) So...I can not wait till their second game!!!
I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree. A tree that looks at God all day, and lifts her leafy arms to pray; a tree that may in summer wear a nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree.
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