Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Flower of the Field

'For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.
As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.
For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.'
                                                                                       Psalm 103:14-16

Remembering my beloved Aunt....

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