Thinking of you once more.

When I saw the dawn and awoke to the mist of fog on a cold morning the ice crystals were budding on each branch. This gave beauty to life and I thank my Creator of this earth and twilight for giving each the sight to see and the wisdom to hear the crisp silence. It reminds me of special people that He has touched with gentle splendor which touch my life. It allows me to touch another and spread the grand breath of living, love and peace in a gesture as a smile.

Bless you gentle one,

-Judy M. Cox-Rouse © 2008