Faint at the sight of needlesa squeamish gene, I’m sure Suck it up, adult self admonishesChild looks away, breath held Sixty-two years its been thustoo many pokes to count And now there is new promisea vaccine to ward off the virus Hope reduced to one tiny vialbelieve me, this sleeve’s rolling up. (Written for Reena’s […]
For every childvowed to be the calyxto cradle each budding soulwith a tender heart But I am imperfectideals devolvingin the face of losscross unbearable Tend my own garden nowrecognizing the powerof example overridingoppression of control. (Image my own)
Concrete is cold, imposingdoes nothing for aesthetics At least we’re protected,I tell the littles, ignoring Snot dripping, slimeoozing from unsealedwindowsills, cobwebsand bits of shedding pink It’s the best I can do:four walls and a roof. Except the ceilingis bulging, mold and rotcertain to rain down on us While upstairs, the manignores the leaks, luxuriatesin his […]
I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve had this experience!
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Glad you can relate.
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🙂
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Beautiful, VJ.
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Thank you!
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Lovely post, V.J.
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Thanks
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VJ, well said. We still should venture that road less taken, at least on occasion. Unless it there is a sign that says watch for bears. Keith
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Lol. True. Thanks Keith.
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Perfect words embracing nature’s message in the photos! ❤
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome my friend! ❤
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Beautiful, VJ! Words are very moving.
Thank you for sharing with us.
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Thanks for hosting!
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Lovely post VJ. Your sentiment really hit home this week
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Thanks Tina!
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