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On Christmas Island

On Christmas Islandby Michael DoyleIt’s those accidental greetingsThat lead to monumental meetingsThese fill our lives with loveAs if somehow guided from aboveOn Christmas Island, looking for a roomIt’s surprising the miracles that bloomOpen hearts put a smile on our facesIt’s … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: And This Our Life, Exempt From Public Haunt, Finds Tongues In Trees, Books In the Running Brooks, Sermons In Stones, and Good In Everything

“And this our life, exempt from public haunt, / Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, / Sermons in stones, and good in everything.” -William Shakespeare, playwright and poet (1564-1616)

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