Minimum, mostly.
Not the silver tongued,
eloquent speeches.
Love rarely needs words.
Linking with Weekend Writing Prompt
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
After the rain
Sometimes renewal arrives softly, one tender green shoot at a time. Rain reclaims forest, those dusty summer-scorched leaves. Tender greens ...
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Well done, Ruby.
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