The Dogwood, so I was told was the wood of the cross and Jesus. It is a beautiful tree, and the picture is the tree in my front yard.
He continues to fill my soul with his blessings and miracles as I give to him, through these poems, all the glory and praise. Amen.
PS. The bureau of motor vehicles sends me the poet license plate every year and have done so for many years.
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