Carnival. A Poem. Plus Glimpses of My Garden

 

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Carnival



The devil's carnival

has them trapped

in an endless,

mindless game.

Brainwashed and addicted

they never pause

to think; to breathe.

They don't know

that it's part of

his evil plot:

never let them stop,

never let them look up

for if they did,

they might wonder

and ask.

They might find God.

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Copyright: pencil in His Hand

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Garden Glimpses





Another fruit on my eggplant!


Many pomegranates. They keep bopping me on the head.


Peppers


Julius says Hi! (He's a grandpa cat. About thirteen now, but still hunting birds!)

Thanks for stopping by.

Love Alison

🍄❤️🌹🙏

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