Travel Log...

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London 2011

Saturday, September 3, 2011

A Birthday Poem Given To Me As A Gift

Amidst a fragile season, 'neath Saxon skies of white
Into this mortal coil, came you in frozen light
Though a decade thrice has passed and time has spread her wings
The ageless ones in dark robed ranks to you softly sing
Wander on the silent winds, following the star that gleams
Let His lonesome warming light guide you to your dreams
May strength and vision guide  you, may honor be your shield
May victory be yours, may the foes you face all yield
I hail you in arms, with the light that guides unseen
In most glorious wordsong--Happy Birthday, Josephine

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