Life’s plate isn’t always rosy, and sometimes it’s too full. Or, not full enough. Maybe your cup doesn’t runneth over with the refreshment of ease. And, maybe, even maybe, the table set before you isn’t all peaches and cream and rose-colored, but there is always something on it to be thankful for. Have a thankful day. Do it with taste. Signed, I Chose To See The Rose In The Prose
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