In my work you often get an abrupt shift in time a jolt. But the emotional logic will take the reader on. I hope. I trust. After all our memories do not work with any sequential logic.
Those little nimble musicians of the air that warble forth their curious...
I love such mirth as does not make friends ashamed to look upon one another...
God has two dwellings one in heaven and the other in a meek and thankful...
I have laid aside business and gone a'fishing.