A welcome glint
In moments of stillness, when the chaos quiets and nature reveals its gentle truths, even a fleeting beam of sunlight becomes a messenger of...
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The 12 inch heel, the confident gait, The measured steps, the sudden halt, The blush on cheeks, the smoldering eyes, The hands on h...
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I, me, mine echoes all around. The temples ache, and so does the heart. Ah! I long for mother’s lap. To empty the burdens That ...
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It was her umpteenth shift in that cramped bus on a Monday morning. She had hoped to avoid the digging arms and elbows. But to no avail. ...
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ReplyDeleteThank you so much Lance. This is so encouraging to hear
DeleteLovely. Clear and crisp!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Uma. It is good to hear from you
DeleteThe mice sure will have fun! :)
ReplyDeleteThey are having a blast. :)
DeleteThank you Sanch.
Ah yes, the mice do play!
ReplyDeleteYes Stacie. They have fun while they can
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