Eternal Father, Strong to save, Whose arm hath bound the restless wave, Who bid'st the mighty Ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep; O hear us when we cry to thee, for those in peril on the sea.
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Seriously, don't you have a little old lady to molest at the airport or something?
4 comments:
You adjust.
The latter I think.
Robert - I think you are right.
Laura - indeed you do.
AGirl - surely there has to be a little bit of getting better.
I still miss her every day, but it doesn't hurt as much now.
Thanks for dropping by!
D'oh! Due to my own fumble-fingeredness Robert's comment was lost. Sorry about that Robert.
For the record, he thinks its a little of one and a lot of the other.
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