Welcome home Hans!
This poem makes me think of my brave brother...
peace.
it does not mean to be in a place
where there is no noise, trouble
or hard work. it means to be in
the midst of those things and still
be calm in your heart.
(unknown)
Monday, April 24, 2006
Every beautiful day, every green tree, every carefree moment; I thought of Hans and said a prayer. I hoped he would soon be home to enjoy it all.
Welcome home Hans!
This poem makes me think of my brave brother...
peace.
it does not mean to be in a place
where there is no noise, trouble
or hard work. it means to be in
the midst of those things and still
be calm in your heart.
(unknown)
Welcome home Hans!
This poem makes me think of my brave brother...
peace.
it does not mean to be in a place
where there is no noise, trouble
or hard work. it means to be in
the midst of those things and still
be calm in your heart.
(unknown)
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