Eventually,
the spotlight shines on us.
Jingles resonate,
excerpts from life. '' ''
Mayhaps symphonic sonnets...
perchance dissonant dribblings...
...
we decide our echoes.
Linking with Weekend Writing Prompt #259
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Home in their arms
Home in their arms An autumnal reflection on the enduring comfort of parental love, where every season feels beautiful, sheltered, and care...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.