todayfor a time, to sitin the wisdom of the treesjust to watch and tolistencan feel like an act of rebellion at first bare anddampthen the wind picks up and snowflakeslightly accumulateon the branchesyou wonder, don’t youhow they stand, as they…
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Sometimes I want to standin thesnowandscream at the worldWHY CAN’T YOU LET ME LOVE YOU BETTER!!??!! (or maybe it’s youorme) some days it’s really hardtoshoulderbecause the world has gone madand are we allnotjust destinedtogowithit come to the edgeof the most…
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Early days of January, where weather isbest describedasbleakhard to remember when last one sawthe sunor the stars evengrey, grey skies, most often issuingrain drops instead ofsnow(as January ought to) this morning I sit down to coffeeand in reverent sort of…
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Up before dawnbefore the sky beginsto blush the most delicious glow of pinkbegins ascensionjust below the trees standing silent in the kitchento witness a soft subtle grand openingthis new day,a brand new yearon therise and iam here to send you…
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