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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Gloved hands, Busy knitting, Sitting by the side of The warm hearths. The loving folds of Quilts and blankets; The dressing u...
I am a sucker for a haiku.
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Hi Ruby!!! I, too, love a good haiku!
ReplyDeleteThank you Gina for such kind words.
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