Last night,
I switched on my fan,
the first warm night
the fan whispered,
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A gracious honor to a fellow poet, and a soothing poem. I sleep with a large fan turned on high and pointed right at me. I have done this (And needed to in order to sleep) every day, summer and winter, for at least 50 years. It whispers and lulls me. Enjoy the warmth.
Read both the poems, both are amazing..............................
if He is ignorant of all your sins, He will treat you like a father, as he loves you like a mother. Rest assure you will find him a lovely friend........ Wonderfully narrated.....Amazing.....loved it....thank you for sharing :)