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#tatteredrose by #AllenDavisAuthor #ByAjthetrainerDavis #TatteredRose by #AllenDavis (#AjthetrainerPRMediaDavis) #TatteredRose though her petals were not good enough they were not totally eviscerated. Worn from the years, the lotus flower's aroma was totally mesmerizing. Time somehow sweetened her essence, embued with the kiss of an angel. Effervecence spew from the embedded buds, enamored I said yes. I know love. What is love? Love is an ocean of rememberance, that you swim in before birth, bathe in during life, and return to when you depart this existence. By #AuthorAllenDavis (at Ajthetrainer Prmedia Davis) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGLWiL8FLS1/?igshid=47l1nprqihpd

#TimeToMakeTheSoupByAjthetrainerPRDavis#TheOneYouLLC As I shoveled the snow and gathered up the remnants and scraps from the local butcher’s shop. I wondered why they were strewn all over the place. I asked the butcher. Why all this mess??? The old butcher hung up his knives, wiped his hands on a rag, then turned to me and said. Young man, these are the shattered pieces from the carcass of your life, I was confused, and didn’t reply for a short time. Finally, I spoke up. But I asked for the finest cuts and the choce morsels. What am I going to do with these dog scraps? The butcher gave me a long look, but said nothing. I asked again. Don’t I deserve the finest life has to offer? The butcher smiled a strange smile, and said to me. “Son, take these broken pieces home. Put them in a pot and season them with your finest herbs and spices, Share them with the children. Huddle together before the fire, and give thanks to The Almighty. For you,my friend, are rich in spirit, and as you give , the return will be abundant.” Remember this friends. When you are hungry for living, and life has given you only scraps and fragments. The soup of life only tastes as good as the seasonings you put into it, and nourishes best when shared,#ByAjthetrainerDavis

#TimeToMakeTheSoupByAjthetrainerPRDavis#TheOneYouLLC As I shoveled the snow and gathered up the remnants and scraps from the local butcher’s shop. I wondered why they were strewn all over the place. I asked the butcher. Why all this mess??? The old butcher hung up his knives, wiped his hands on a rag, then turned to me and said. Young man, these are the shattered pieces from the carcass of your life, I was confused, and didn’t reply for a short time. Finally, I spoke up. But I asked for the finest cuts and the choce morsels. What am I going to do with these dog scraps? The butcher gave me a long look, but said nothing. I asked again. Don’t I deserve the finest life has to offer? The butcher smiled a strange smile, and said to me. “Son, take these broken pieces home. Put them in a pot and season them with your finest herbs and spices, Share them with the children. Huddle together before the fire, and give thanks to The Almighty. For you,my friend, are rich in spirit, and as you give , the return will be abundant.” Remember this friends. When you are hungry for living, and life has given you only scraps and fragments. The soup of life only tastes as good as the seasonings you put into it, and nourishes best when shared,#ByAjthetrainerDavis

#TimeToMakeTheSoupByAjthetrainerPRDavis#TheOneYouLLC As I shoveled the snow and gathered up the remnants and scraps from the local butcher’s shop. I wondered why they were strewn all over the place. I asked the butcher. Why all this mess??? The old butcher hung up his knives, wiped his hands on a rag, then turned to me and said. Young man, these are the shattered pieces from the carcass of your life, I was confused, and didn’t reply for a short time. Finally, I spoke up. But I asked for the finest cuts and the choce morsels. What am I going to do with these dog scraps? The butcher gave me a long look, but said nothing. I asked again. Don’t I deserve the finest life has to offer? The butcher smiled a strange smile, and said to me. “Son, take these broken pieces home. Put them in a pot and season them with your finest herbs and spices, Share them with the children. Huddle together before the fire, and give thanks to The Almighty. For you,my friend, are rich in spirit, and as you give , the return will be abundant.” Remember this friends. When you are hungry for living, and life has given you only scraps and fragments. The soup of life only tastes as good as the seasonings you put into it, and nourishes best when shared,#ByAjthetrainerDavis

"I can not gauge or interpret silence nor should I have to. There is solace in those moments of serene divinity. I slip into slumber as it engulfs me,stillness, oneness with serendipity appears.Return to me the breath of the angels in the morning.Benevolence is a friend lurking in the shadows." #byAjthetrainerDavis #AsharedThoughtbysHopelessRomantic (at The One You, LLC)

"I can not gauge or interpret silence nor should I have to. There is solace in those moments of serene divinity. I slip into slumber as it engulfs me,stillness, oneness with serendipity appears.Return to me the breath of the angels in the morning.Benevolence is a friend lurking in the shadows." #byAjthetrainerDavis #AsharedThoughtbysHopelessRomantic (at The One You, LLC)

"I can not gauge or interpret silence nor should I have to. There is solace in those moments of serene divinity. I slip into slumber as it engulfs me,stillness, oneness with serendipity appears.Return to me the breath of the angels in the morning.Benevolence is a friend lurking in the shadows." #byAjthetrainerDavis #AsharedThoughtbysHopelessRomantic

"I can not gauge or interpret silence nor should I have to. There is solace in those moments of serene divinity. I slip into slumber as it engulfs me,stillness, oneness with serendipity appears.Return to me the breath of the angels in the morning.Benevolence is a friend lurking in the shadows." #byAjthetrainerDavis #AsharedThoughtbysHopelessRomantic