A time of reflection and renewal
An adamant and firm refusal
To let sadness rule my day
As I look to God, I will find a way
To be happy and release the grief
To find blessed love and relief
God who gave his only son
Grieved on a Friday, withheld the sun
The rain His tears upon the earth
On Sunday morn, risen in new birth
His Son ascended to be with His Father
We were given eternal life and forgiveness
So there is no more grief and sadness
All souls dwell in the glory of the Lord
I rejoice in this Easter morn…
Deborah A. Bowman Stevens
BowmanAuthor and Writer/Editor 
What a beautiful reflection! I hope yours was enjoyable, Deb. Happy Sunday to you!
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It was a good day!
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Thank you my coffee guzzling friend! ☕💚
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Fantasy, horror writer. Forever stories that flow into me and hopefully out of me, onto paper and into your minds. I am from a small Orcadian island called Rousay. I am married to my beautiful wife Becca, who patiently puts up with my creative moods. My daughter Tara, I am so proud of and our dog Dante who keeps us sane, well, as sane as you can get in our world. And say hello, our world is fun, mad and great to visit.
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Interesting introduction. Your creativity exudes.
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