Anfractuous connotes splintered, yet you and I,never broken, dancea circuitous routelost in personal reveriesinterlocking threadssolid as the symbolsadorning ring fingers. (Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
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)
Love the pinks VJ 🙂 Full marks to hubby for the encouragement
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Thanks. Indeed!
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Yes!
This is certainly how morning blushes. I do feel glad that you captured this and shared it with my challenge 🙂
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Thanks.
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Beautiful skies!
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Thank you!
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😊
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Isn’t it wonderful to wake up to a sky like that! Oneof life’s little pleasures. 🙂
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It sure is!
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Awesome 🤩
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Thanks!
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So pretty! What an incredible sky! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks. I’m not usually up the early, but hubby told me to grab my camera. Worth wondering out in my housecoat for, lol.
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Tell your hubby I said thank you for encouraging you to take the picture! 🙂 ❤
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