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It is Friday so that means it is Guest Poster Day! I would like to welcome "Simply Heather" to the blog today. She has been kind enough to take her time to write a post for us. As usual with Simply Heather, her words come from the heart. Be sure to visit Simply Heather's blog at :
http://joyfulbussin.blogspot.com/ . A visit on any given day to Heather's blog will leave you with a peace to start the day. By the way...I did not pay her for any comments she made! Without further adieu...Simply Heather...
It is truly an honor to be welcomed onto Dan's Blog today. I have learned, and continue to learn, that Dan is like a treasured book with a beautiful cover. His blog is full of beauty, wonder, intrigue and life - this is the cover. His heart is caring, warm and welcoming - this is the treasure. Life has a way of creating pathways into a new world of brotherly friendship. I am blessed that our path's have crossed. He better post this, too. I know it may not be easy - as he is quite a humble man, but these things should be shared with the world - and I can say them ;o).
These Hands
These hands you see, hold gently for
A little bug, with feet galore
Scurrying quickly, a place to fly
Wanting desperately, just to hide
This little bug, may have no clue
These gentle hands, with heart so true
Beating quickly, thrilled to care
Wanting desperately, love to share
These hands you see, are of a child
Seeking friendship, in a world gone wild
Hoping, needing, seeking, sharing
The heart connecting, forever caring
This little bug will wander away.
These gentle hands are here to stay.
~ Heather, from Simply Heather
This photo is one that I took last weekend. It may not be of grand nature but it speaks more than enough meaning to me; I hope it's done the same for you. These are the hands of my eight year old son; who spent an hour that day, digging the earth, searching for worms, finding leaves and other things to build a habitat. He wants to create a similar (little version) of compost and allow the worms to build it. On my blog, I share life through the eyes and heart of a "grown up" child...that's me. You're always welcome for a visit or stay awhile.
Happy heart blessings to you, Heather
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