Goodbyes tarnishfaith, like ashesscattered My heart grows dismissal,craves a balm of connectionseeks quiet harbour Remind me what it feels like to be safebreath nurturing life,love a rhythmic flow In meditationI reach for peaceimagine salvation But this wayward chaosunrestrainedcements me in doubt Tainted intentionsI lift up to the Universea tempest without hope My soul incubates malicea […]
Stories have power. Parents, teachers, public speakers, and therapists understand that the secret to engaging an audience or connecting with others is through illustration: storytelling. I see it in the eyes of the my grandchildren, who love to hear tales of family history. I’ve seen in the eyes of students, when recognition and understanding light […]
this both reads and looks delicate and vulnerable, precious life.
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Very precious. Thanks
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Love the poem – with the pictures. All delicate and yet balanced. Now we are fighting to keep that balance…
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Always….lol…thanks.
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Perfect to find that lovely bird with no leave to block your lens! Beautiful
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Don’t you love it when that happens? Not often enough. Thanks Tina.
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Beautiful words.
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Thank you!
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Beautiful, V.J., both the poem and the photos!
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Pas de quoi, mon amie!
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Thank you Terrie!
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Looks like I sent you two responses – one in french and intended for someone else, lol. Oh those senior moments.
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Ha ha! Believe it or not, I figured out what the one in French meant…. Have a great weekend!
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You too!
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Beautiful! ❤
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Thank you!
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