Palm Sunday by Ann Wood

It is the last Sunday before Easter, and it is a sunny day.
I can hear a bird song coming from the garden and smell the aroma of the blooming flowers.
Today, according to an old Bulgarian custom, the girls wind wreaths of willow twigs and decorate their doors and heads for health and prosperity in their home.
Happy Palm Sunday, everyone. May the Lord bless you and your families, Amen!



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Written on 2022-04-10 at 11:10

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D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
Amen to that
2022-04-13


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes. May peace and love be returned to you.
Allen
2022-04-10


Uncle Meridian The PoetBay support member heart!
Am always grateful for a gentle blessing! Peace to you as well.
2022-04-10