what can I bring
to this banquet
Your lovely self.>KB
Aw, thanks, KB.
this is fantastic Susan… sums up how I feel on most occasions…
You know…when I think of crumbs, I envision our souls being turned into crumbs. I wonder how that would look like in a metaphor?
This morning, something similar to the scrapings from burnt toast 😉
I think you should go with it.
hahaha!!! I will. 🙂
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I don’t know. Your crumbs are pretty yummy.
That was simple but powerful, darling. I loved that you broke it up into small, bite-size pieces.
BOOM. Love the brevity – may not be long, but boy is it deep 😉
Thank you. The Samaritan woman was happy with crumbs, after all.
I think it depends to who you give your crumbs that truly matter~they either see it as a banquet of fat things or chaff, but it’s the other who decides.
Good point, Deb.
I read depth and profoundness in these simple words.
Thank you, C!
well damn, Susan. just, DAMN!
Thanks, Stacy 😉
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