“Dear Lord/ Lest I continue/ My complacent way/ Help me to remember
Somehow out there/ A man died for me today./ As long as there be war
I then must/ Ask and answer/ Am I worth dying for?”
A poem Eleanor Roosevelt kept in her wallet during WWII.
23 comments on “Pearl”
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Thank you Posey Chick.
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My pleasure.
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Gorgeous!
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Thanks for saying.
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Good one Maverick
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Thank you Sheldon.
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That is a great flower photo. Do you know its name?
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Thanks David, it’s a dahlia but I don’t know the variety.
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Really stunning!
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Thank you Laura.
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Bella giornata a te! Posso sapere il tuo nome? 🙂
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Amore , sto scherzando , il mio nome è Richard . Sono lusingato che la donna più bella l’Italia avrebbe chiesto . Buongiorno. xoxo 🙂
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E’ un bel nome 🙂
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Grazie. 🙂 Simona è un bel nome . E ‘il tuo vero nome?
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Sì 🙂
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Grazie. 🙂
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It’s very touching and so true. I’m sitting here at my computer while a woman somewhere is giving birth to a child.
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Very good analogy.
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Omy…Your work, all the emotion, always stops me in my tracks. The amazing verse you find, fills in more color. Thank you So much for the light you give to us!
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Very kind, thank you Tara. Your website is looking great and I just noticed you have a new CD out. I’ve added you to the Links so you’ll be easier to find. 🙂
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yay! thank you SO much!!
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