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Dark, dreary night.
Bare branches of trees
Cast shadows
On cold, brown earth.
Howling wind,
Black clouds;
The sky opens wide,
Relentless rain
Pouring down
On broken dreams.

I shall paste newborn leaves
On trees.
I shall paint the earth
In shades of green.
I shall force the wind
To sing.
I shall mend the sky
With golden threads
Stolen from the sun.
I shall transform the rain
Into rainbows
And heal the dreams
With love.

                                                   Annette Wexler

HAPPY 1ST BIRTHDAY ANDREW MARC WEXLER, Your Grandpa Steven Marc Wexler passed away 11 years ago and you are the gift that he left to me.
Thank you beautiful boy for making our family smile again !!!  xxxooo  Great-Grandma (GGMA)


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