"The year has turned its circle, The seasons come and go. The harvest all is gathered in And chilly north winds blow. Orchards have shared their treasures, The fields, their yellow grain, So open wide the doorway- Thanksgiving comes again!"
I Wish You Love, Peace and Happiness With Family & Friends, Joyce
Hi, my name is Joyce. I am a little bit Irish, Italian, German, and Cherokee Indian. I was born and raised in Miami, Florida, the Sunshine State. I like the smell of earth, the touch of waves, the taste of berries, the sight of trees, the sound of laughter, and the feeling of being fully alive. Thanks for stopping by.
May the warm winds of Heaven blow softly upon your house. May the Great Spirit bless all who enter there. May your mocassins make happy tracks in many snows, and may the Rainbow always touch your shoulder.