PS

I’ve got a girl who

.LOOKS AT HORSES ACROSS HER WINDOW
.Knows elvish

.Sews

.MADE me two sweaters that SHE DESIGNED

.Has the wisdom of at least two women, probably more.

LOVES WITH ALL HER HEART.

Even from miles away.

BLESS HER LORD. She’s a good friend.

SHE IS A GIFT.

And I feel weird saying that because it implies she’s mine.

BUT SHE’S YOURS.

Thanks for sharing her, LORD.

Nightengales are rare treasures. Only one exists methinks.