Mighty Blues

 How could something so small,
 something that lasts only one day,
 be so extravagantly glorious?
* Pondering verses here.

In light of those verses, you might want to 
sing a little bit. Or even alot.  


Cynthia Howerter said...

I love morning glories. My grandmother grew them every summer in her garden.

Susan Simpson said...

Cynthia, I've seen so many old photos with the main characters posing in front of a huge vine of morning glories. I'm just certain they must be Heavenly Blues!