The Tardy Cherub
Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.
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Phoenix Bound
Flying over beautiful New Mexico (God’s Country), on the way to a much, much, very extremely overdue vacation. . . And I’m officiating my Dad’s wedding.