Something was eating my flowers The day before blooms proudly lifted their heads Now they were headless stems I prowled the perimeter of my yard and discovered a rabbit-sized hole in my wooden fence Bunnies are cute but the pesky animals can mow down a garden of flowers in minutes I wonder might there be ldquo intruders rdquo shearing off the blooms of God rsquo s character in my life Proverbs says ldquo Like a city whose walls are broken through is a person who lacks self-control rdquo In ancient days the wall of the city protected it against invasion
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