I'm grateful for perspective.

I listen to my mind and body and give them what they need.

by John Mccrae In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.

I'm grateful for friends.

Trivia Tuesday Bragging Rights goes to.... @Morgan Davis !! Thank you also to @Leona Hass and @Chloe-louise Mason for playing. I hope everyone had fun!