Free River flow, Free River
so cold, Free River
you’re getting old.
Free River don’t cry, Free River
you’ve run dry.
I still see you through my youth’s eyes.
Free River you told no lies, Free River
your path has been made, Free River
all things change.
Free River you made it to the sea.
The friends I swam with once
are now gone, left only me.
Free River you’re worth more than gold, Free River
I've grown old.
I’ve lived by you my whole life and
I’ve left my seed through my wife, Free River
I lie at your shore; now dry,
Free River it’s my time to die.
Patrick Dumas
The Armor Of God
Take unto you the whole armour of God
that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day
loins truth
feet shod with peace
breastplate of righteousness
faith's shield, helmet of salvation
Word's sword
(Eph 6: 13-18)
that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day
loins truth
feet shod with peace
breastplate of righteousness
faith's shield, helmet of salvation
Word's sword
(Eph 6: 13-18)
Puppiness in Motion
Healing The Summer Wounds
Summer is the stuff of dreams. When adults sit at their desks, and
children sit in school, they dream of summer. Summer is the time of
infinite fun. The day seems to last forever, and the fun never stops. It
is a time of romance, excitement and an enhanced enjoyment of life.
Somehow summer never seems to last long enough. It is always over before
we get a chance to fully experience its power. This is true of all
things wonderful. They always seem too short.
Get Away
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
On a sunny day we go
Beach bags packed with sun screen lotions
Hands rubbing people’s backs in slow motion
Glistening oily bodies radiating with sensation
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
Where a chilly sea breeze blows
Let’s have some fun
In the red-hot sun
Down to the beach
Only there the ladies reveal saucy behinds
Whenever the raging sun is still kind
Down to the beach
As never-ceasing waves play across the shores
People happily play dreading any rainy downpour
Down to the beach
Where young lovers closely nestle
As sand creatures cause the sand to bristle
Seagulls gliding in the air with screams and whistles
Kids picking up shells and building stormy sand castles
Down to the beach
Where mostly good vibes flow
Down to the beachWe go whilst there is still sun without snow
Down to the beach
On a sunny day we go
Beach bags packed with sun screen lotions
Hands rubbing people’s backs in slow motion
Glistening oily bodies radiating with sensation
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
Where a chilly sea breeze blows
Let’s have some fun
In the red-hot sun
Down to the beach
Only there the ladies reveal saucy behinds
Whenever the raging sun is still kind
Down to the beach
As never-ceasing waves play across the shores
People happily play dreading any rainy downpour
Down to the beach
Where young lovers closely nestle
As sand creatures cause the sand to bristle
Seagulls gliding in the air with screams and whistles
Kids picking up shells and building stormy sand castles
Down to the beach
Where mostly good vibes flow
Down to the beachWe go whilst there is still sun without snow
Unexpected
Even for die-hard swimmers, surfers, and sunbathers, sometimes a day
at the beach is anything but. You know the drill: too many people, too
much noise, not nearly enough serenity to enjoy the majesty of blue
skies and white-crested waves.

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