I know a little girl,whose hair in ringletsfalls, unkempt from lackof brushing; who standswhen she should be sitting;who laughs with defiance whenchallenged, her dark eyes gleamingwith mischief; who holds her chin uphigh and stamps her feet, arms foldedin protest when she does not get her way. I see that little girl,have watched her play,with a […]
Ask me how I’m doingand I’ll say “fine”, notbecause I’m actually fine,but because “fine” is the onlysocially acceptable response. If I said that I have been lyinghere, for three hours now,willing my body to move,that would elicit unsolicitedadvice and tarnish my “fine”. I’d berate myself for breakingmy promise not to moan,knowing that complainingprovokes a compulsive […]
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One Woman's Quest II 
Knock-me-over good, V.J. I love these 3 lines best, especially the last one–fabulous writing.
I fear the shadows of the past,
darkness encroaching –
doubt the loyalty of light.
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Ah, thank you.
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Most welcome 🙂
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Wonderful post for this week. Thanks V.J.
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So Welcome Cee
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Cool photo of egret with leaf shadow “highlights” (technically LOW-lights?)
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Just a fluke – thanks Jazz.
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