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Winter’s Feathered Dance

The onset of winter brings a quiet magic, a stillness that envelops the world and invites us to notice the smaller, gentler moments around u...

Friday, March 9, 2012

When hearts speak

This was how she had wanted it …
And now …
He waits for her … no words …
His eyebrow raised.
A blush in response. A nod follows.
Together they rejoice
“Yes”!!!

The Trifecta Week seven challenge ...
An exactly 33 word story ... with justified exclamation point.
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.

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