Sometimes it is a
slender thread,
Sometimes a strong,
stout rope;
She clings to one end,
I the other;
She calls it
friendship; I call it hope
BY” Lois Wyse
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ReplyDeleteLove that!
ReplyDeleteFriendship and Hope. We need both!
ReplyDeleteI'd call it both!
ReplyDeleteMargaret........Indeed
ReplyDeleteChris..........Thanks
Nancy...........That we do
Karen...........Same here