So precious are our days upon this earth,
From life's very start, at our moment of birth,
Through our childhood years, so free from cares,
Then into adulthood, with its many shares
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Oh... how lovely! This brought a tear to my eye because what you have written rings true with me. Sentimental but rightly so.
Our lives differ so much from stage to stage, yet we are still ourselves throughout even as we change. To me, it's a mystery... Wonderful write, Ernestine. Makes me want to count my blessings (so I will) . Esther : ]
There are many precious things in life and you tell of them so well Ernestine Love Duncan X
Honest words full of wisedom that echo the rhythm of life. Wonderful Ernestine! Warmest wishes, Justine.
I too am truly thankful for the days that I have left...I'm just sorry that they seem to be fewer than the ones already gone. Scarlett
ERNESTINE...PRISTINE WORK ON A WALK THROUGH LIFE WITH PICTORIAL ACCENT & AND WARMHEART...YOU PAINT A REVEALING APPROACH TO LIFES TRIALS& TRIBULATIONS...WELL CRAFTED STAGE, FLUX AND CLOSE... P.S.>THANK YOU FOR TAKING THE TIME TO READ MY WORK...HOPE YOU RE-VISIT SOON, AS I WILL SURELY BE DOING THE SAME...'''''''''''''''''''FRANK