ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I’m sorry for about being late writing,
but the weekend was not good for me.
It snowed all day yesterday and stayed
rather cold.  There wasn’t much going
on last week.  Just sliding around being
the temperature rose to the 50’s and it
caused the snow to melt,  but of course
not all of it,  but when the temp dropped
again it made what had melted to turn
to ice and we had a driveway of ice that
was hard to walk on even with cleats on.
Every time we went outside for anything
we would toss out some ice melt so that
we could walk.  It snowed again Sunday
and it came down so hard that there was
a white out.  We had planned to drive to
town Sunday and go to Walmart,  but
the snow changed our mind LOL.  We
just needed a few things like Milk and
whatnot.  This journal might turn out
to be a shorty hehehe.  I may have to
go back to bed in a little bit,  being I
did not get any sleep last night due to
things I do not like to talk about LOL.
Anyways,  Judy went to game night
with her sisters Saturday eve and was
there till midnight.  Rocky was in a
mood that was not allowing me to do
my haiku without being pestered,  so
it took me a few hours to write them
that normally only takes me an hour
 or less.  Though I did finally manage
to get them all written.  Then Rocky
and I waited for Judy to come home
with him wanting to go outside every
two minutes.  I think he is looking for
his brother Benny.  He misses him 🙁
We miss little Benny too,  but we’re
sure that his spirit is with us as his
ashes are alongside of our old boy
Milo’s ashes in the living room and
we’re sure Milo is here with us. We
have noticed since Benny passed on
that Rocky likes to sit at the bottom
of the steps where Benny used to sit.
He’ll go out and we’ll holler Rocky
and no answer,  but yet step out of
the porch door to only see Rocky
sitting on the steps possibly with his
brother’s spirit.  I am sure that they
can see things that we cannot,  so he
might be sitting with Benny out there.
Benny was our first boy/dog.  If he
had of lived to March 9th,  he would
of lived with us for 10 years.  We got
him March 9 2012,  but we didn’t get
him home with us till the 10th.  Judy
and I still have a habit of calling for
Benny.  We got Milo October 21 of
2012 and he spent a couple of good
years with us before passing on with
Cancer July 7 2015 a week before
 Benny’s birthday July 16 and due
to Benny pining over him we made
a decision to get another boy and so
we got Rocky on Benny’s birthday.
He was sort of Benny’s birthday gift.
Of course Him and Benny were never
as close as Benny was to Milo,  but
they did look out for each other 🙂
Benny and Milo passed on at nearly
the same ages,  11 years old.  Benny
would of been 11 on his birthday this
coming July 16.  We’re thinking that
Rocky might be near the same age.
The shelter we got him from was not
sure of his age.  The vets guessed him
to be near the same age as Benny so
we gave him Benny’s birthday,  being
we did not know when it was.  Rocky
is right beside me now.  I just opened
the computer room door so that we
could see what Judy was doing.  She’s
doing laundry.  A little bit ago I went
and washed out the bathtub and used
a snake on the drain to unclog it being
we went to town today/Walmart,  but
before we could do that,  Rocky had
a poopy butt and I had to take him in
the house to the bathroom and wash
his little butt in the bathtub.  We then
went to Walmart and then stopped at
the Dunkin Donuts and got a dozen
donuts for breakfast.  So I cleaned the
tub up a few hours after we got home.
We’re living the life of luxury LOL.
So that’s about all I have for you this
week.  I might have a difficult time
finding something to talk about next
week being I have already told you all
about today LOL,  but I’ll give it a go.
God is still watching over us,  but we
might not feel it at times.  None the
less He has His mighty hands over us
protecting us.   Things will happen
in life that are what that are meant to
happen.  We might not see the reason
behind the actions,  but they are there.
Thank You God for always watching
over us and doing what You know is
best for us.  Thank You for sending
angels and kindly spirits to help us
when we cannot do it on our own.
Your love never wavers and we are
very grateful for that.  Please watch
over our family and friends and keep
them from harm that is not meant to
be.  We ask this in Your Name Lord.
AMEN  and AMEN.  Now I believe it
is time for me to be reading back over
all that I’ve written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that I can
use for today’s brand new poem.  So,
it’s away I go to that little place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  Well it seems
that just a little less than halfway back
in my rambling I found a fairly decent
title and now after checking I see that
I have not used it,  so used it shall be.
Here goes…

A Little Bit

Time can be great
or just a style
as minutes pass on
to a frown or smile.
Blessings of life
can often be seen
as just a little bit
or a timeless dream.
Sometimes sights
can look like gold
or like a fable
a story ones told.
God given passages
that open up wide
might be a journey
of a real bumpy ride.
There may even be
an age of a stage
standing out surely
as a turn of a page.
Leaving blessings
we cannot forget
no matter if they’re
just a little bit.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 28,  2022

I hope you liked the poem and maybe
even a bit of my rambling.  I had not
a clue of what I was gonna talk about,
but it seems I found a few.  I hope I did
not bore you too badly.  So,  I should
be able to get this sent out,  uploaded
to my website and posted on Facebook
in the next few hours.  I guess it’s time
for me to tell you what I tell you nearly
every week and that is I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yeppers,  10
more poems and 22 more haiku for all
of the haiku lovers out there.  I hope
you can find 1 or 2 of either or both
that you like.   Now I do believe it is
time for me to begin searching for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely not
before a wish you a blessings filled week.
Please pray for all of those in Ukraine
and thereabouts.  Pray that Lord God
intervenes and does what He knows is
best to do.  Remember,  Jesus loves
you and we do too.  So now,  where is
that ornery off switch this time?  I bet
it doesn’t plan on me looking for it a
day late huh hehehe.  That seems to be
correct as I just looked over to my
other PC monitor where I have a little
ANIMAL figurine and there along side
of it is the off switch.  Hey,  wake up.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Rocky
and spirits of Benny and Milo Pearce.

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 13
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Crashing Views

Waters rushing
timeless through
become scenes
of thereunto.
Crashing waves
create a face
a view in time
a scenic place.
Changing views
passing phases
become sights
a moment gazes.
Scented waters
splashing sounds
become sights
a time abounds.
Just as thoughts
of now and then
crashing views
will come again.
Creating sights
that times infuse
within waves of
crashing views.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 21,  2022

Rows of Snow

Nature often
will help us see
now and then
within history
Life formatted
as our dreams
rows of snow
certain scenes.
Fields awaiting
time to come
planting crops
a season’s sun.
Time is patient
snow will end
rows of snow
will expend.
Melting surely
to give a way
to be as fuel
another day.
Providing life
a scenic flow
found within
rows of snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 21,  2022

Floating Memories

Aboard a boat
a time is seen
life’s emotions
found to gleam.
Memories mind
starts to show
time and place
of ebb and flow.
Within ripples
our memories
create memoirs
of written seas.
Maybe not in
grand detail
floating boating
times set sail.
Yet the minutes
passing by
might become
a bird to fly.
We might find
a certain breeze
now as floating
 memories.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 21,  2022

The Smallest Fry

We might often
see ones so small
within their life
not standing tall.
Yet many people
are larger within
even the smallest
can surely win.
Size is perception
and how we view
people among us
all that they do.
The smallest fry
might be the best
time and again
from east to west.
So look deeper
and find the size
within ones heart
within their eyes.
We’re all smaller
than many we see
yet maybe better
than a taller tree.
We might always
just wonder why
we are perceived
as the smallest fry.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 21,  2022

Leaves of Mind

So many changes
are often foreseen
found as a turnstile
colors supreme.
Days and weeks
become displayed
as leaves of mind
like lemonade.
Some might seem
to be so poor,
while some become
as seasons allure.
Colorful moments
as formatted stages
become the leaves
of timeless ages.
Moments in time
that we recognize
might only be
a life full of lies.
True friends of life
will survive time
and live on and on
as leaves of mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 22,  2022

Evening’s Romance

Living as a second
minutes will come
to find the ending
of the evening’s sun.
Seeming reflections
the moments expose
is a times beginning
to rise like a rose.
Nighttime blooming
as a dreamer’s view
as evening’s romance
says how do you do.
Speaking as colors
yellow to orange
seeming so timeless
as moments adorn.
Changing as rhythm
that minutes procure
a romantic theme
as a seasons amour.
It may seem painted
this song and dance
that of days ending
evening’s romance.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 22,  2022

Air of Prayer

So many photos
are only a gaze
times remembered
prayerful arrays.
Scenes come alive
as hearts of time
beating an essence
moments remind.
An air of prayer
enlightens a breath
giving us blessings
a moment of rest.
Angels of mercy
come with a smile
to help us along
mile after mile.
Yet it’s with prayer
that we can grow
withstanding life
each high and low.
Lord God is giving
lifetimes to share
found in hopeful
an air of prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2022

Heaven’s Door

Within the clouds
the sky might seem
as that of Heaven
found in a dream.
It might display
the essence of blue
as Heaven’s door
a glorious view.
God is watching
from the sky above
and with His spirit
that’s purest love.
Angels are also
guarding our souls
as they guide us
to our daily goals.
We may get a look
as clouds part ways
of Heaven’s door
so full of praise.
Open your eyes up
to life evermore
and search the skies
for Heaven’s door.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 23,  2022

Twigs and Sticks

Living pictures
times become
live and breathe
new days begun.
Many branches
our times behold
might seem like
the price of gold.
Twigs and sticks
gathered true
might display a
wonderful view.
As a heartbeat
found displayed
twigs and sticks
our waters wade.
Shown as ripples
timeless paths
twigs and leaves
as shadows cast.
Many blessings
will intermix
Godly blessings
twigs and sticks.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 24,  2022

Eye of God

Held in the clouds
might be a sight
a scene up above
so fluffy and white.
There might seem
to be an eye of God
peeking on through
and looking abroad.
Seeing the stature
of all we’ve become
as the eye of God
seeming as the sun.
God can see us
no matter how far
and knows our truth
who we really are.
So don’t try to hide
what all you mean,
for the eye of God
can see every scene.
He knows the past
and of the present
when we are happy
or in discontent.
He truly loves you
no matter how odd,
and sends blessings
as the eye of God.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 25,  2022

Haiku
for Feb 26,  2022

Now is an echo
of the yesterdays of time
that lifetimes unfold.

So many viewpoints
may be seen differently
and that’s humanity.

Time is imagined
as minutes become shadows
of all that we thought.

Thriving as a breath
breathing gives a few chances
to change how we live.

Leaving yesterday
without learning the lessons
it might come again..

Storybooks of life
will surely have some sadness,
but good can prevail.

Illusions echoes
can look just like the real thing
if we do not know.

Efforts of liars
can become circles of doom
if the truth’s not told.

Seeking for a dream
amidst a sea of wishful
emptiness might thrive.

Beyond our todays
lives tomorrows yet to be
waiting to begin.

Living in the past
you might find many regrets
for things you can’t change.

Walking with a smile
you might pass by a person
that needed that smile.

Wintery moments
are so often as snowfall
creating pictures.

Clambering footsteps
can slowly moves us forward
if we don’t give up.

Patience is needed
when you have little control
over the present.

We all have problems,
but many are clearly seen
while others are not.

History repeats
if we do not learn from it
and we do not change.

A book of dog ears
has things wished to remember
within the creases.

Thinking you know
can create a hurricane
within ignorance.

Seasons of heartache
might create some reflections
that are a bit smeared.

Emotions we show
are often misunderstood
by ones passing by.

Life of a painting
finds a breath in the artist
with a brush and paint.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 26,  2022

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope you have had a nice passed week.
It’s not been too bad here.  Though we
just found out that a critter has chewed
through our ceiling and gotten into our
cupboard.  It ate a bunch of flour and I
hope it got a belly ache LOL.  I’ve put a
mouse trap up there now,  so hopefully
I’ll get the little bugger.  In the next few
days I’ll see what I can do to close the
hole.  I just now sprayed some Grandpa
Gus’s Mouse Repellent in the hole and
if that don’t stop him,  then the trap will.
Anyways,  back to the journal.  We’ve
still got a lot of snow.  LOL big surprise
huh hehehe.  For the passed few days I
have been suffering a bad case of vertigo
and today is the first day that the room
didn’t start spinning when I moved or
stood to walk.  The floor even felt as if
it was moving.  It has mellowed out a
lot today.  Judy also has vertigo and
has had it a few times as bad as I had
it,  but I was not with the knowledge of
how it was until now.  I have had it but
only a weak case.  Oh well,  life goes on.
So,  what else is there to tell ya?  Well,
we are wish that the weather would make
up its darn mind.  The temperature has
been going up and down like a see saw
on steroids LOL.  I can see that down
south it is doing pretty much the same
thing.  It seems that Mother Nature is
having a hissy fit.  I think she needs a
hit of Prozac LOL.  The one thing that
I hate about winter is the part where
the snow melts and becomes slush and
then refreezes to become slick as snot
ice.  I have lost count of all the times
that I have slipped and fallen on my
backside.  Yes I have cleats,  but even
still often a sheet of ice will break off
beneath the snow and cause me to fall
on my butt and I’ve fallen on it many
times LOL.  It’s a lot better since our
landlord attached the closed in porch
onto our trailer.  Now the snow does
not cover the steps the minute you
walk out,  which was something that
caused many falls in the past.  Our
front steps were just old wooden steps
that we stepped on immediately as we
left out the front door.  Yep,  I have
lost count of how many times that I
have slipped and fallen down those
steps.  My old butt now feels the pain
from all of those falls,  but I’m happy
that those days are gone.  Though the
falls still happen when our driveway
turns into a sheet of ice and we try to
walk to the car without falling LOL.
I bought some kitty litter for when
we have trouble getting our car to
move on the ice.  I also have bought
a few bags of ice melt,  one of which
I keep in the car along with the kitty
litter 🙂  I’ve lived up here long enough
that I know what to do,  but I still get
surprised by something I didn’t know
about time to time hehehe.  There is
always something that we can learn
if we’re still alive.  The day that there
is nothing else to learn will be the
day of your very last breath.  Lessens
in life will continue on until that time.
So until then I will continue learning
all that I am able to learn and try to
make a better version of myself.  The
weather is still cold and snowy with a
temperature of 17 F degrees.  It’s not
too bad for this time of year.  Though
it’s the bouncing around from 45 to -2
that makes it hard to get accustomed
to LOL.  So,  what else is there to tell
ya?  Judy’s sister Barbara is once again
in the hospital.  This time it’s gallstones.
Please put her in your prayers.  She is
still with cancer,  but for the time the
doctors seem to have it under control
 to the best of their abilities.  Life goes
on and God is still in control.  There
isn’t anything that gets passed God’s
view.  We might think things did not
happen correctly,  but somehow they
all work out in time.  Maybe not the
way that you wanted it to,  but the
way God meant for it to be.  I know
many times I have gotten angry with
God for allowing for some things to
happen in my life,  but now looking
back I see a few reasons for them,  but
some I’m still not understanding and
I may never understand.  Oh well that’s
life.  I pray that God keeps His mighty
hands over us and continues to send
many angels and allow kindly spirits to
watch over us.  We have struggles,  but
with God,  all things are possible.  Now
is a journey that begins one step at a
time in the ventures of life.  Let God
to guide you.  Thank You God for all
that You do and all You have done.
AMEN and AMEN.  Now I do believe
it is time for me to be reading back
over all that I’ve written here to see
if I can find a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s
brand new poem.  So it’s away I go
to that place of my recollection that
I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I may have found me a decent
title near the center of my rambling
and now after checking I see that it
has not been used yet,  so used it shall
be.  Here goes…

Many Falls

Minutes emotions
times that become
the slips and slides
in each rising sun.
We might conclude
the many journeys
as that of pathways
needing gurneys.
So many stumbles
our lifetimes attain
might have lessons
filled full of pain.
Yet the doorways
that life fulfills
might be seasons
of going up hills.
Paths we’ve found
that now recalls
might hold lessons
from so many falls.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 20,  2022

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a little of my rambling.
There isn’t much else to tell you other
than what I tell you every week and that
is,  I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yep,  10 more poems and 22 more haiku
for all the haiku lovers out there.  I hope
you can find 1 or 2 of either or both that
you like.  Now I do believe that it’s time
for me to begin searching for that hardly
elusive off switch,  but not before I wish
you a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Okey
dokey,  so where can that off switch be
trying to hide this time.  It actully sucks
at hiding,  but then that is good,  being
if it was good at hiding,  it would take
me a lot longer to find it and to send
this mess LOL.  Hehehe I spy with my
1 good eye something in the shape of
a switch hiding behind my watch that
is sitting right in front of me hehehe.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Rocky
and spirits of Benny and Milo Pearce.

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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Ages of Days

A day of bliss
with certain style
becomes a kiss
with a little smile.
Creating sights
of winter’s dawns
days and nights
as timeless songs.
Forming scenes
that come in view
just like dreams
that seem so new.
Time becomes
as scenic displays
seasonal suns
with ages of days.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2022

Country Snow

A wintertime sky
creates such a view
as a scenic dream
that fades into blue.
A country scene
becomes as a sight
a wintery theme
with snow of white.
 Stories are told
as timeless pages
of country snow
the winter of ages.
With just a glimpse
of scenic divine
a blue sky appears
to tell of a time.
Within the clouds
the heavens bestow
a sight of life
with country snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2022

Beneath and Beyond

The life of a place
that time becomes
might be a memory
of seasonal suns.
Beneath might show
a stage that is set
real near the clouds
and soon to get wet.
Beyond might be
an awakening sky
that seems a dream
as clouds fly by.
Beneath might show
a field that’s plowed
and on beyond it
more times endowed.
A country style home
with a barn in place
beneath and beyond
for time to embrace.
A limitless viewpoint
as a seasonal song
is found in a moment
beneath and beyond.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2022

Endless Anticipation

Shadows of a time
might reflect in a day
as endless emotion
in a wondrous array.
Anticipating pathways
journeys to conclude
that may seem endless
and hard to elude.
As mindful emotions
come into our gaze
we dream of dreams
of the distant days.
Remembered hearts
that beat with love
times that of echoes
from Heaven above.
We might anticipate
a doorway’s memory
becoming so endless
as the deep blue sea.
Yet within a strand
of our imagination
we may still have tons
of endless anticipation.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 15,  2022

Distant Reflections

Written memoirs
within our minds
become as words
of distant times.
Reflections seen
of another day
in time sublime
now gone away.
Seasons recorded
a wondrous view
distant reflections
within thereunto.
Eyes of moments
may come alive
a single breath
that does survive.
Seeming a dream
as time’s memoir
four pawed life
from near to afar.
The time of life
becomes a heart
distant reflections
a work of art.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16,  2022

Early Morning

The sun rises slowly
in the morning sky
as ocean waves say
hello and goodbye.
Sands are deposited
in morning’s scene
sometimes exposing
a so scenic dream.
Life is as a stage
in a book of time
morning to evening
in memories mind.
Early morning seas
that crash ashore
waves upon waves
to last forevermore.
Seasons of seconds
the minutes become
wave after wave
as a timeless drum.
Recorded within us
heartbeats adorning
seen as a turnstile
life’s early morning.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16,  2022

Becoming Shadows

Looking at pictures
photos of a day
so many reflections
become a little gray.
The seasons of old
burn in my mind
as a fire of desire
of shadows of time.
Pages are turned
with time adhered
some as a memory
pages dog eared.
My home long ago
is now just a dream
as a living painting
a wonderful scene.
My mom and me
in a distant place
now is but a time
I truly embrace.
Held deep within
as a dream world
it all comes alive
as time’s unfurled.
Within a picture
are highs and lows
that are memories
becoming shadows.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 16,  2022

Momentary Thoughts

Thinking of a time
that’s now long gone
seems as an illusion
of a sad sad song.
Life might display
a bench of words
that times memories
most surely infers.
Sung as a heartbeat
with a breath of air
echoes of a season
become as a prayer.
Written in the mind
as a smiling face
time becomes stories
with a scenic taste.
Transfixing scenery
of a common sight
 may make thoughts
to shine in the light.
The value of time
is so often just lost
then found again in
momentary thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2022

Snowy Tracks

Tracking through
life is a trail
as roads of time
in scenic detail.
Wintery scenes
become a gaze
on snowy tracks
of passing days.
Minutes gather
becoming styles
on paths we find
to certain smiles.
The view is seen
as metal rails
in snowy tracks
as timeless tales.
Driven words
become the sight
within a phase
of winter white.
Then as minutes
come to pass
time remembers
snowy tracks.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 17,  2022

Sunlit Clouds

Living scenery
a picturesque sky
becomes artwork
as clouds fly by.
Lit up by the sun
as evening avails
clouds up above
are scenery’s sails.
A skylight ocean
becomes the view
as clouds of time
sail on through.
Seeming as fire
in an evening sky
the sunlit clouds
say their goodbye.
Heading to night
as they fade away
into the darkness
the end of day.
Moments live on
as seconds arouse
becoming dreams
of sunlit clouds.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 18,  2022

Haiku
for Feb 19,  2022

Seconds and minutes
create chances for changes
that we need to use.

Answers to questions
are often followed with sighs
of ones disbelief.

Fields of perception
become windows and doorways
to live in our mind.

Patterns of a day
often recreate themselves
and go unnoticed.

Ones with skyward vision
find stars in the galaxy
filled with breath of life.

Thoughts can become life,
so take care on how you think,
or you’ll find regret.

Essence of a dream
can become our reality
if it’s meant to be.

Time can be funny
as minutes form illusions
seconds hid within.

Winter winds of time
can become a memory
as snow enters in.

Various doorways
have chances for much better
and some just for worse.

The length of worry
can change how days come to pass,
as worrying wins.

Now is but a time
that will come and then be gone
leaving memories.

Traveling mindsets
can find indecisiveness
amidst the journey.

Oceans of thinking
can find depth within a thought
and end up drowning.

Shadows of a day
might expose themselves in you
as you remember.

Limitless moments
find a way into our hearts
as the ghosts of time.

Heaven holds blessings
awaiting to be fulfilled
as we cross over.

Entering tunnels
you might not see a light at end
because it is night.

Years might pass us by
leaving only a glimmer
of what we’ve been through.

So many doorways
are but only as portals
for us to walk passed.

Thinking of a place
that you remember so well,
you might see it gray.

On beyond the sky
lives another view of life
that some don’t believe.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 19,  2022

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope your weekend was well.  Ours was OK.
Of course the temperature has dropped again.
The high for yesterday was 45 and the high for
today is 9 F.  It’s 4 F degrees right now and is
supposed to drop to -5 by Monday morning 🙂
Monday’s high is supposed to be 10 with the
low for the night -4 LOL.  Tuesday’s high is
supposed to be 14 with it dropping to -13 by
late night,  but Wednesday it’s supposed to
begin warming a bit with a high of 24 and a
low of 23,  then by Thursday it’s supposed to
be a high of LOL get this,  46 F degrees with
the low for the night 35 F hehehe.  Yeppers
it’s weird.  The weather cannot make up its
mind what it wants to do.  Somebody please
fire the groundhog.  What fool gave the job
of telling when winter will end to a rodent?
I know it’s not meant to be taken serious :),
but still hehehe.  Next topic,  well,  our little
boy Benny is now upon Rainbow Bridge as
he passed Tuesday night.  Judy and I have
cried tons of tears,  but we know that he is
no longer in any pain and is now with Milo
his big brother that passed on July of 2015.
They now both wait for us to come and to
join them and head off to Heaven.  Rocky
misses his brother.  We can see the tears in
his eyes,  but he is doing well.  We miss our
little boys,  but we know their spirits will
always be with us.  I’m hoping to be able to
get a picture of Benny’s spirit the same that
I got of his brother Milo in April of 2017 🙂
I will only know when it will happen when
it happens.  It’s not something I can predict.
We’ll have Benny’s ashes in a week or so
and we’ll put them beside Milo’s ashes on
the entertainment center in the living room.
They’ll be together again :).  We’re debating
about getting another dog,  but so far it is
a no.  We might change our minds in time,
but for now,  we are only looking being we
couldn’t afford the cost to pay the fees to
get another dog this month anyways.  Life
goes on.  Rocky has been doing well since
the loss of his brother.  Okey dokey,  so
onto the next chapter of Rambles Ville 🙂
My new OLD camera came last Monday
and it works well.  It’s a used camera,  but
the same brand that I had.  It takes great
pictures.  I’ve taken quite a few pictures
using it this passed week.  We took Benny
to the vet Tuesday and he was a sick little
boy.  He had a bad case of pancreatitis
and he was not going to last the night so
we decided to have him put to sleep.  The
vet called us and asked if we wanted to be
there and see him when he was put to sleep,
but we were snowed in and unable to get
out of our driveway.  Our wheels were just
spinning on the ice.  Anyways Wednesday
I asked our only neighbor if he would help
us to get our car unstuck and he did and
we got it rolling.  Thursday I drove the car
into town to Parent’s Body Shop for him
to work on the drivers side door handle.
He had trouble with it and gave me a ride
home,  but the next day he was able to
fix it with fresh eyes 🙂  I hate plastic door
handles LOL.  They suck in cold weather.
Anyways,  Kevin at Parent’s Body Shop
drove me home Thursday and then him
and his wife delivered the car Friday at
noon.  Judy went to craft night Saturday
night (last night),  but her and her sisters
didn’t do any crafts.  Judy said that they
just talked about things that had gone on
in their lives.  Anyways,  Judy came home
late last night and we watched TV and ate.
So,  that’s about all that has gone on here
at the Pearce’s Place this passed week.  Yep
we’re an exciting bunch aren’t we 🙂 LOL.
Well I do believe it has gotten to that point
and time that I need to read back on all
that I’ve written here to see if I can find me
a word or phrase that I can use for the title
for today’s new poem.  So,  it’s away I go
to that place of my recollection that I like
to call RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I
may have found a decent title around the
halfway mark of my rambling and now
after checking,  I see that it has not been
used yet,   so use it shall be.  Here goes…

Minds in Time

Stages of moments
fall into place
seeming illusions
of memory’s face.
Formed as a breeze
that blows through
as minds in time
of me and you.
We might not see
the stages we’ve set
until we fall in
and get really wet.
For life is a pool
of watery scenes
that we may find
in so many things.
Minutes that pass
may become rhyme
as we recall them
our minds in time.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 13,  2022

Well, there ya go.  I hope you liked the poem
and maybe even a bit of my rambling.  I just
thought of something.  Our hot water heater
was frozen the week before,  but last Sunday
evening I was able to get it thawed by turning
up the heat in the house and closing the door
to the bathroom where the hot water heater is
located or sort of located LOL and it thawed
it.  No busted pipes,  being I had every faucet
in the house on to relieve the pressure when
it did thaw.  Otherwise it would have surely
busted the pipes.  Anyways,  today has been
a good day except for that canned sausage
gravy that I put on our biscuits today.  That
stuff tasted awful.  I’ll scrape off what I put
on the biscuits for tomorrow and make the
gravy the regular way.  I hope I can scrape
off enough so that the good gravy will work.
Trial and error.  We would of never known
that the canned gravy taste awful if we had
not of tried it.  YUCKY YUCK EWE YUCK.
So I guess it’s time for me to tell you what
I tell you nearly every week and that is,  I
wrote some more poems and haiku.  Yep,
10 more poems with 1 Christmas poem in
the mix.  I also wrote 22 more haiku for all
the haiku lovers out there.  I hope you can
find 1 or 2 of either or both that you like.
I reckon it’s time for me to begin searching
for that hardly elusive off switch,  but not
before I wish you all a Happy Valentines
Day and a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Now,  where
can that ornery off switch be trying to hide
this time????  Hmm,  it seems that my SD
card reader has gotten a life of its own LOL.
It seems to be dancing across the top of my
computer.  Hahaha I see ya you silly thing.
Hehehe ya almost fell off didn’t ya.  There’s
not much room on my PC to dance is there.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

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Dreamers of Desire

Within a daylily
many sights bloom
as dreamers dreams
March unto June.
Desire of emotions
become as a gaze
seasons of dreams
of springtime days.
Dreamers of desire
may often become
flowers of destiny
as the shining sun.
Beaming brightly
transfixed on style
within a daylily
as a seasonal smile.
Times remembered
as a certain dream
enhanced by love
of a scenic spring.
Daylilies bloom
and look like fire
formed in a view of
dreamers of desire.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 7,  2022

December Road

Seconds tick onwards
as seasons collide
and months conjoin
as a momentous ride.
Traveling instances
become as a stage
of a December road
from age unto age.
Winter winds blow
and enhance a dream
as time ticks away
to a seasonal scene.
Heartbeats are felt
as rhythms of gold
found within a hand
the seasons behold.
Unleashing echoes
of yesterdays stride
on a December road
time tries to hide.
Life becomes pages
of a book of time
driven upon daily
with a ageless mind.
Let the blessings sing
and carry the load
of a memory’s mind
on a December road.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 7,  2022

Forever in Heaven

Time creates a way
of leaving memories
as heartbeats become
the deepest of seas.
Waves of emotions
we remember so well
become as reflections
endless stories to tell.
A four pawed family
leaves many traces
that last on forever
love always embraces.
The end upon flesh
is but only a path
as forever in Heaven
the future is cast.
Like leaves on trees
rustling in the wind
our memories live on
as love to transcend.
Our little Benny now
waits all the while
for us on the bridge
with a heavenly smile.
On Rainbow Bridge
he now stands true
waiting for the day
to join me and you.
He was so young
and would of been 11,
but now he lives on
forever in Heaven.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 10,  2022

Beckoning Sunshine

Life’s living artwork
can turn into gold
as that of sunshine
that our eyes behold.
Telling true stories
as a time’s sky of ink
beckoning sunshine
the eyes have a drink.
Sipping up flavors
of colors of style
seen in the seasons
as moments compile.
Artwork of Heaven
that minutes display
beckoning sunshine
from day unto day.
Paintings transform
the days into night
as moments display
an evening’s sunlight.
Creating memories
to live in our mind
time is of artwork
beckoning sunshine.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 10,  2022

Postcard White

Magical images
become as dreams
as seasonal moments
come alive in scenes.
A taste of beauty
that minds conceive
is a postcard white
we might perceive.
It might be in view
as pages of a book
that times might tell
we might overlook.
Yet it might be there
as a passing phase
as wintery moments
and Christmas days.
Seek for the beauty
that comes in sight
that might surely be
as a postcard white.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 11,  2022

Bench of Snow

Sometimes we might
search for a view
as timeless moments
within thereunto.
We might get tired
and rest a while
on a bench of snow
within winter’s style.
It might seem cold
this bench you found,
but be better than
sitting on the ground.
You sit and dream
of timeless views
that a bench of snow
can surely infuse.
Thoughts of people
and pets that passed
that might seem now
as shadows that cast.
Their spirits live on
with continuous flow
while we reminisce
on a bench of snow.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 11,  2022

Reflections Eyes

Beyond the minutes
seconds become
passing of essence
of a new day’s sun.
Seasons enlighten
the stages of time
as pages turning
to another design.
As simplistic views
of days gone by
so many reflections
become as the sky.
Seasons as windows
timeless perceptions
eyes of a moment
create connections.
Formed as a phase
that comes to life
time might seem as
blades of a knife.
Opening doorways
we might recognize
from that of time
in reflections eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12,  2022

Sky of Fame

Heartstrings pulling
on a passing sight
might create portals
in a day and night.
Clouds up above us
might drift away
or just hang around
in blue skies array.
Famous for creating
some magical views
as a sky of fame
in whites and blues.
Changing the scenes
into a masterpiece
giving us blessings
as moments release.
Displaying scenes
as heartbeats of love
as a sky of fame
that forms up above.
It’s a gift from God
those times to attain
artwork of Heaven
as a sky of fame.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12,  2022

Miracles Enhance

Dreaming of scenery
that seasons behold
often shows miracles
time frames unfold.
Seen with our eyes
hearts skip a beat
as minutes surpass
in a wintery treat.
So many snowflakes
strewn all around
may give us peace
as silence is found.
Our many thoughts
get lost in a gaze
as miracles enhance
the wintertime days.
The coldest of time
becomes as a dream
living in a miracle
as a peaceful scene.
This might only be
a place within you
miracles exploding
that display a view.
They might become
as a song and dance
inside of your mind
as miracles enhance.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12,  2022

Ripples of Blue

Following seconds
ripples of time
minutes may gather
becoming divine.
Pools of water
might form a place
as ripples of blue
we might embrace.
Within our heart
we might be sad
for all the ripples
that we once had.
For many moments
might fade away
as ripples of blue
that turned to gray.
We’re the seasons
that gather speed
as breath is made
to plant a seed.
There may be times
in memories view
found as blessings
in ripples of blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12,  2022

Haiku
for Feb 12,  2022

Today’s tomorrow
might repeat our yesterdays
if we’re not careful.

Minutes that pass by
 might become as echoes
of seasons seconds.

Life is a journey
that many become stagnant
putting off each day.

Heaven’s awaiting
as our heartbeats continue
until our last breath.

Wintertime’s snowflakes
will one day become water
as springtime arrives.

Within life and death
there is a doorway that waits
for us to enter.

The lines on a face
show the many smiles and frowns
time has given us.

Many of our needs
are only wants in disguise
amidst confusion.

The tears of a clown
are but only painted on,
for truth is beneath.

Artwork of minutes
needs some seconds to create
along with patience.

Scents of a flower
can hide behind manure
and never be smelled.

Searching for a dream
while living with a nightmare,
you might need to change.

Autumn’s leaves await
as the seasons travel through
with their part in life.

Seeding a passage
for you to one day travel
will need some know how.

Efforts of liars
are wasted upon fiction
and not what that’s true.

Becoming snowflakes
we might look very pretty,
but soon melt away.

Believing in minds
that have no common knowledge
you might be a fool.

Listing of a boat
can cause it to tip over
so steady your stride.

Our footsteps in life
are seen by ones that follow
and some peeping toms.

The length of our arms
does not promise us a grasp,
for we need to reach.

Our many pathways
may have a lot of crossroads
with some caution signs.

Sharing with others
can be very good or bad,
depending what’s shared.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 12,  2022

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ANIMAL’S GREETINGS

Hello my friends

I hope you have been staying well.  We’ve
been encountering one problem after the
other LOL.  The driver side door handle
of our car has broken again.  We just had
the passenger side done last year.  We had
the drivers side done twice a few years ago.
It seems that plastic door handles do not
hold up well in the frigid temperatures we
have up here.  I do not know what idiot
thought it would be a good thing to make
car door handles out of only plastic,  but
they should be fired or at the very least
reprimanded.  Anyways,  I’m going to call
the body shop Monday to have him order
another handle and have him install it 🙂
Hopefully it does not cost too much more
than the last did.  Oh well.  That is just a
part of our problems.  Our hot water is
frozen so we only have cold water and
little Benny is not doing very well.  He
has a vet appointment Tuesday so we’re
hoping that the doc can do something
for him.  I think he may have a cold or
something,  but we shall see.  We’re in
hopes that it is nothing that cannot be
fixed.  We love our little boy.  He will
be 10 years old this coming July 16 and
we’re hoping that he survives a few more
years.  The last vet appointment they
said he should live another 4 or 5 years
pretty nicely.  Now about our hot water.
Unless the temperature ever gets above
freezing with a little sunshine,  I fear that
we will not have any hot water.  It froze
before I was aware of the temperature
drop.  I was going to turn it on a slow
drip when we noticed that it had already
frozen.  All I can hope for is that the
hot water heater is OK and the pipes
don’t burst.  Our landlord is in the
hospital and not doing well.  We think
he may of had a heart attack or stroke.
Please put him in your prayers.  We’re
hoping that he makes a good recovery.
It has been rather nerve wracking due
to all of stuff going on here that we’re
unable to do anything about.  I might
end up having to call a plumber if our
landlord cannot help us,  but I doubt
there would be one that would want to
get out in the ice and snow for all that
we can pay.  I guess we’ll just have to
leave it in God’s hands.  Right now it’s
12 F degrees.  We’re expecting 2-4 inches
of snow Monday through Tuesday night,
but that’s not much.  We got over a foot
of snow Friday which is also the day that
the door handle broke on the car when I
was moving the car so I could finish snow
blowing the driveway.  Once again,  what
idiot thought that plastic door handles on
a car would be a good thing LOL.  NOPE,
not a good thing.  I mean, all of the gears
for the handles are also plastic.  Please
say a prayer for us.  All of this and more
has been very taxing on the nerves and
the brain trying to figure out ways that
we can fix them that aren’t too costly.
I reckon that’s the way it shall be for us
time to time.  Life is full of mysteries and
some can be wonderful,  but there are
also those mysteries that put the scare in
us.  Judy and I are praying for God to
send us some miracles.  Yes I know we’ve
got it better than many and I pray that you
are also sent many blessings and miracles.
God,  we thank You for all that You do for
us and all that we know that You will do.
We know that nothing gets passed Your
sight as You do what You know is best for
us.  We might not understand it,  but we
know that You do.  Thank You for Your
love and guidance.  AMEN.  Now I believe
it’s time for me to be reading back over all
that I’ve written here to see if I can find me
a good word or phrase that I can use for
the title for today’s brand new poem.  So,
it’s off I go to that place of my recollection
that I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE 🙂
I think I may have found me a title just a
few lines back in my rambling and now
after checking I see that it’s not been used
yet,  so used it shall be today.  Here goes…

We Know

Many are seeing,
but not knowing why
people may struggle
with time to comply.
We think we can see
how they must feel,
but often our vision
is not really real.
We’re only seeing
what they will allow
as they hide the pain
that they do endow.
For many don’t wish
for all your sorrow,
but only wishing for
a better tomorrow.
So take a step back
and don’t reprimand,
for they might need
a true helping hand.
Let God guide you
to help others grow,
for we are limited
on all that we know.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 6,  2022

Well there ya go 🙂  I hope that you liked
the poem and understood it.  I also hope
you enjoyed my rambling and managed
to not bore you to sleep LOL,  unless you
were needing sleep,  then sweet dreams 🙂
There’s not much else to tell you other
than what I tell you nearly ever week and
that is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yep,  10 more poems and 22 more
haiku for all of the haiku lovers out there.
I hope you’re able to find 1 or 2 of either
or both that you like. Now, I do believe it’s
time for me to begin searching for that silly
hardly elusive off switch,  but not before I
wish you a blessings filled week. Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Alrighty
then.  So where can that ornery off switch
be trying to hide this time hehehe.  It has
never been good at hiding,  but there are
times that it does better than others LOL.
I think I may have seen some movement
and heard a slight bit of clicking come
from behind Judy’s camera that I have
been using being mine broke.  Yep,  there
ya be,  you silly thing.  Her camera is even
smaller than mine so less to hide behind
and also with your flipping your switch
on and off continually I could hear ya 🙂
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

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Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 8
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 9
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 10
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 11
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 12
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures 13
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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Dreams of Dreams

Colors becoming
stages of sight
often in winter
glimmer of white.
Scenes creating
times to recall
dreams of dreams
that stand so tall.
They may flourish
a season of time
within a passage
within our mind.
Dreaming of life
as a wintery way
seen with snow
in a fluffy display.
Focusing above
in a cloudy sky
dreams of dreams
seeking to fly.
Blessings of life
come into view
heavenly morsels
fresh and anew.
So many images
live in the scenes
blessings of God
dreams of dreams.

 ©By Bill Pearce
Jan 31,  2022

Passed Days Memoirs

Often as our echoes
the minutes reoccur
times we remember
that seem as a blur.
Memories of a time
and place long ago
written in our minds
continuing to grow.
The past is a window
a time we may recall
found within a stage
that now stands tall.
We were the actors
of a moment’s scene
within a doorway
to a picture screen.
Time came to life
with a daily style
allowing the minutes
to help give a smile.
Providing an essence
of a timeless place
to display a memory
for us to embrace.
Pleasing to the soul
as a sky of stars
times we remember
passed days memoirs.

©By Bill Pearce
Jan 31,  2022

Windows of Seasons

The melting of snow
in a season of white
becomes such a scene
as a magical sight.
Created from crystals
snowflakes occurred
a window is opened
with a watery word.
Flowing bestowing
as seasons romance
becoming a doorway
to a seasonal dance.
Waltzing as memories
white snow is seen
flowing on a journey
as a wintery stream.
Springtime is coming
with a breath of air
as windows of seasons
so often with glare.
Yet as a picture frame
with a photo within
windows of seasons
begin again and again.
Forming a turnstile
as a living cuisine
giving our eyesight
a wonderful scene.
Found as reflections
no need of reasons,
but to only continue
windows of seasons.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 1,  2022

Tracking Passage

As rails of steel
may continue on
a train might be
as dusk to dawn.
Just like a time
that life compels
a tracking passage
is wishing wells.
Becoming stories
written in snow
as winter dreams
times to and fro.
Blessings of God
so heavenly true
a tracking passage
is for me and you.
Time’s as artwork
on rails of desire
creating chances
for us to acquire.
Within a window
of all we delight
a tracking passage
may come in sight.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 1,  2022

Pictured Destiny

Scenic surroundings
can become alive
pictures we’ve taken
then jump and jive.
Creating heartbeats
within thereunto
as a pictured destiny
becomes our view.
With a rocky river
waters move upon
seeking their destiny
before it’s all gone.
Not letting seconds
to just fade away
as a pictured destiny
that’s just a display.
Allow it within you
much more to see
a life living moment
as a pictured destiny.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 2,  2022

New Days Ahead

Morning’s awaken
with their own views
as seasons of sights
and wonderful hues.
Sunlight may peak
in a morning’s sky
displaying an ocean
of time to go by.
Waves of emotion
might then become
as new days ahead
in a morning’s sun.
Blossoming images
like a flowering sea
waves might crash
near by you and me.
Smiles of a moment
become as the day
as time moves on
in its own little way.
Seeming as Heaven
with all that is said
now may be oceans
with new days ahead.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 2,  2022

Season’s Peace

Cold scented doorways
might open and speak
the words of a moment
that time gives a peek.
Peaceful surroundings
as a snow scene’s allure
can create a journey
as beating hearts tour.
Seeming as illusions
time might display
seasons ones imagined
upon one winter’s day.
Blessings of a moment
can become that of gold
as stories from Heaven
that the bible has told.
Scenes of pure passion
as blessings with style
given from Lord God
to help all the while.
Fragrances breathed
as answers to prayer
peaceful surroundings
become a breath of air.
Giving us moments
to find some release
found in a doorway
of a season’s peace.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 4,  2022

Bridges of Destiny

Escaping to places
that ice is below
might need a bridge
to help you to go.
Then with footsteps
time might become
destinies uncovered
needing you to run.
For so many paths
are there for a brief
as time melts away
into but only belief.
So keep faith in God
and pray for time
as you cross bridges
of a season’s design.
Destiny can awaken
and give you a view
one that is surely
God given for you.
Life is a threshold
of seasons to see
awaiting with paths
bridges of destiny.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 4,  2022

Afternoon Images

Years become glimmers
of moments memories
as afternoon images
of a wintertime breeze.
Snow might be strewn
with images of white
found in the season
as a peaceful so bright.
The snow as a shimmers
reflecting with a show
as a motion picture
that just seems to grow.
We dream of the pages
that time gives to read
as afternoon images
from a snowflake seed.
Planted as a dream
that might become real
as afternoon images
we can see and feel.
Though many people
may not see the view
so pictures that we take
help them to accrue.
Becoming a moment
within a photograph
a glistening dreamworld
as a shadow to cast.
With a wintertime sight
they might see the snow
in the afternoon images
that pictures bestow.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 5,  2022

Waning Gibbous Moon

Night speaks of dreams
as scenes in the sky
while the moon appears
maybe seeming awry.
Yet it’s just a phase
of its time within view
a waning gibbous moon
says how do you do.
It’s just but a moment
that repeats time again
as the stars fade away
to allow it to begin.
The moon is a dreamer
that drifts up above
as it orbits the Earth
for it’s fallen in love.
The relationship cycle
creates an oceans tide
as it pushes and pulls
with gravity applied.
The night becomes felt
as time comes attune
creating the sight of
waning gibbous moon.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 5,  2022

Haiku
for Feb 5 2022

Life is a heartbeat
that many may never hear,
due to stubbornness.

The passing of time
can create many pathways
that we might regret.

Living as a fool
you will encounter people
acting like a fool.

Today’s many toils
become tools to use later
if we learn from them.

Tomorrow’s destiny
may be a glimpse of today
hidden in shadows.

Too many chances
are wasted on lazy days,
so get up and move.

Putting off today
what might be harder later
can create problems.

Lessons of the wind
are to blow when you’re able
or just fade away.

Seeking for answers
from those that are ignorant
you will find questions.

Completing today
does not mean you’re done with life,
for there’s tomorrow.

Leaning on a fence
you might find some barbwire
that says to get off.

Yesterdays of life
can often look much better
than they really were.

The hairline of time
often loses many strands
due to worrying.

Various windows
have many views to see,
but some are liars.

Breathing in a breath
that is not meant to be breathed
can shorten your life.

Shadows that we see
might be much more than shadows,
but our reflections.

Driving down a road
you might see many choices
of which way to turn.

Life is more then blood,
for the actions that we make
are seen in the light.

Pointing at the stars
you might see some glimmering
that are more than stars.

Far beyond our dreams
lives an imaginary world
that may live in us.

When seeking true love
you might find a few fakers,
but true love exist.

Now is a moment
that may soon be forgotten,
so just do your best.

©By Bill Pearce
Feb 5,  2022

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