I ran my thumb over the lightly penciled letters.
The writing seemed shaky.
When had her trembling, gnarled fingers written these words?
Tired of the fabric frame that had carefully protected the photo for decades, I had been astonished when the glass and cardboard had been removed.
I re-read the words of her favorite psalm again. “Those who sow in tears will reap with songs of joy”.
How had she known these words would speak exactly to my soul?
Through my tears I raised my eyes to heaven. “Thank you Beryl for writing these words for me to find someday,” I said softly.
6 comments:
Wow I love it so genuinely written. I am planning to collect all this together .mit is so lovely to see what total strangers have written about total strangers
Lovely thoughts!
Nicely done.
Just lovely. What gifts our people leave behind sometimes.
=)
Beautiful!
Love,
Janie
Amazing how something from so long ago can be exactly what you needed right then and there. Beautiful. I can't tell if this is really you, or one of your stories, but either way, it touched me.
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