God was in the water that day
Pickin' through the roots and stones
Trippin' over sunken logs
Tryin' not to make his presence known
God was in the water that day
Wadin' in careful steps
Bubbles rising from His feet
Comin' up from the muddy depths
-Randall Bramblett
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Someone who flips you off from a moving car is a placeless coward
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Front Porch Republic,
Irony,
Rants
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