We never count how many “goods” we utter each day. Good morning. Good weather. Goodnight, sweetheart. The Lord looked upon his creation and saw it was good. “Good” says the movie villain after hearing
Friday Poem: Declared Goods
Friday Poem: Declared Goods
Friday Poem: Declared Goods
We never count how many “goods” we utter each day. Good morning. Good weather. Goodnight, sweetheart. The Lord looked upon his creation and saw it was good. “Good” says the movie villain after hearing