She marches down aisle, gold stick held high, almond eyes crinkled by wide-open grin. She carries God’s light to the world.
You can visit Ruth on Tmblr and FB at A Poem a Day
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She marches down aisle, gold stick held high, almond eyes crinkled by wide-open grin. She carries God’s light to the world.
You can visit Ruth on Tmblr and FB at A Poem a Day
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