No star is ever lost we once have seen,
We always may be what we might have been.
Since Good, though only thought, has life and breath,
God's life--can always be redeemed from death;
And evil, in its nature, is decay,
And any hour can blot it all away;
The hopes that lost in some far distance seem,
May be the truer life, and this the dream.
A. A. PROCTER.
Hello everyone! I hope all of you are enjoying your weekend. I know I am. Today, I have a special fictional story that I've written for my niece's Thought Collection Notebook. If you click on the link, it should take you directly there. I hope you will enjoy.
Have a Blessed day everyone.
Link: http://www.thoughtnotebook.org/anm/artbase/?a=442&z=36&utm_campaign=shareaholic&utm_medium=email_this&utm_source=email
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