Who are we that You should notice us; mere mortals that You should care for us?
For we are like a breath of air; our days are like a passing shadow. (Ps 144)
...Here are just a few captured moments from our lives...
Friday, October 27, 2006
Poetry to my Profession
By Bec The master of the small kingdom is Ted He is the one who all the workers dread Except Carla, since she sleeps in his bed.
Nice poem. Does Carla sleep in his bed so that she doesn't have to dread the master, or does she not dread him because she sleeps in his bed? Just wondering. Good luck on your interview...We'll be praying.
I too am confused, as the above are, but I wanted to say how impressed I was! I mean, that poem, while short and of few words, is deeper than one thinks! :) Say hi to your family for me,
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Nice poem.
Does Carla sleep in his bed so that she doesn't have to dread the master, or does she not dread him because she sleeps in his bed? Just wondering.
Good luck on your interview...We'll be praying.
Yes, that left me scratching my head
about the reason Carla was in bed
as jono or janice has just said
I too am confused, as the above are, but I wanted to say how impressed I was! I mean, that poem, while short and of few words, is deeper than one thinks! :) Say hi to your family for me,
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