Jesus makes the flowers grow. Jesus makes the flowers grow. Jesus makes the flowers grow. Jesus makes the flowers grow.

not a poet, not a singer, not a writer. or maybe—when I’m not afraid—something like a poet/singer/writer.

JG

definitely a fragile clay jar though.

is that confusing?

(please see the footer).

JG

but if it wasn’t confusing, I’m glad you get me.

I’m glad you’re here!

JG

I’m glad you’re here no matter what.

JG

welcome reader, stay awhile—or as long as you’d like.

JG

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