Blog 1909 – 12.16.2020

Nursery Rhymes

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Nursery Rhymes

From a baby like many of you readers I have been fond of words that rhyme and have heard many from nursery rhymes to favorite and familiar songs. I wake up every morning with new rhymes contending for the full attention of my heart and mind. Few of these rhymes I share with anyone but my understanding and loving wife because of their private nature, but today I share my wake up thoughts with you, my readers:

The Encouraging Word

I write for me

I lift my voice

What I write

Is my choice.

I write to you

Heart & head

What I write

Must be said.

I write for me

To you indeed

All writers hope

Others will read.

If what I write

Hits too hard

Those words

Do disregard.

Words that touch

Time well spent

My aim always

Encouragement.

As a young man I dreamed that one day I would have a world of fans and friends anxiously awaiting my latest words hot off the presses. Fame and fortune are often illusive and when achieved are seldom exactly as wished. I have always had fortune enough and fame too. This morning during the second December of a world wide and still raging epidemic I am glad and grateful to be alive and hopeful that anyone my words reach will be encouraged to see the best in all things. It is always there waiting for someone to point it out to us or we to them.

It is sometimes as the saying goes, “A tough job but somebody’s gotta do it.” And we are all somebodies.

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David White

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