"It gives one a sudden start in
going down a barren, stony street,
to see upon a narrow strip of grass,
just within the iron fence, the radiant dandelion,
shining in the grass, like a spark dropped from the sun."
~Henry Ward Beecher~
* * *
The grass withers
the flower fades
but the word of our
God lives forever.
Isaiah 40:8
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