Traveler On the Backroads

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.~ poem “His Hand” by Michael Traveler, author,poet.

his hand gently molds us out of dust he paints the sky the mountain tops the valleys down below scatters flowers ‘cross the field a breeze to usher in the coming summer shower down down down it comes dancing on each petal.how wondrous is his love 🌺🌸💓.

May be an image of tree, mountain and text that says 'L fe is Simpler Or the Backroads'

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I am interested in writing short stories for my pleasure and my family's but although I have published four family books I will not go down that path again but still want what I write out there so I will see how this goes

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