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My new wreath

A very sweet lady made this beautiful wreath for me! I just love it!

Wordless Wednesday

The Death of Christ

´Jesus on the Cross´ by Rembrandt.
Canvas on panel, 1631. Le Mas d´Agenais, parish church

Sermon by Alistair Begg on the Death of Christ

Wordless Wednesday

TO A POET

TO A POET A THOUSAND YEARS HENCE
by James Elroy Flecker

I who am dead a thousand years,
And wrote this sweet archaic song,
Send you my words for messengers
The way I shall not pass along.

I care not if you bridge the seas,
Or ride secure the cruel sky,
Or build consummate palaces
Of metal or of masonry.

But have you wine and music still,
And statues and a bright-eyed love,
And foolish thoughts of good and ill,
And prayers to them who sit above?

How shall we conquer? Like a wind
That falls at eve our fancies blow,
And old Moeonides the blind
Said it three thousand years ago.

O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet
English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone:I was a poet, I was young.

Since I can never see your face,
And never shake you by the hand,
I send my soul through time and space
To greet you. You will understand.

My Birthday Boy

This is my youngest son and 10th child.Today is his 4th birthday:)
That's him getting a bath in my previous post on Wordless Wednesday.