Words of Winds
A little meditation on autumn winds, where nature’s music turns into a metaphor for love, renewal, and the quiet breath of life. winds sing ...
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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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Ripe autumn air’s come to bless. Showering sweet November caress. We could be holding hands and walking, Silent but still talking. ...
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It wasn't the first time. And it would not be the last. She could not stand them suffering like that. She asked for his ...
Nicely done. With faith, we all can have that protection.
ReplyDeleteThank you Kathy. Faith is very potent
DeleteNice. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
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