There is a chime of rhyme as I am looking back in time. I would like to make these words rhyme as I look back at the past two years. My writing is used to help me move forward while also remembering some special precious moments. I approach these words, chime, rhyme and time by pulling out the last two letters, me. When I think of what blesses me, I use this visual of a painting by my grandgirl Patrice which hangs above my computer with the scripture from Proverbs 3:6. This message speaks to me and it sets me free.