Twilight crest after

midnight storm gives way to verdant

grass, and hope appears …

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a full moon light shines

just in sight, reflecting on

sleeping Queen Anne’s Lace

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Morning sun rises

My soul’s shade is lightened now

No rain weigh it down .

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It was a loaf of bread,
a gift of love

she struggled to say
It is all I have

times were hard
her family at risk

she came to dinner
from a dark abyss

picked as a flower
from spring she left

stormed in the winds
and soon was adrift

It was a loaf of bread
it was all she had

she asked please
take it, and quietly cried

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we will both grow old,
our youth wasted in time

rusted planks of life
jutting out

feeling the days gone past
looking for a sign

we will understand how
little time we tout

until now, we look and see
our hands and body weathered

I will smile and feel the
glow of our youth

even though the shifts
are tethered

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A day of celebration:

“Now I a two-fold vision see…
May God us keep
From single vision, and Newton’s sleep.”— William Blake

Green and blue hues stay

In morning contemplation

Feeling thankfulness

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People ask me why?

Why do you run 🏃‍♀️ when you can?

Universal peace…

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The wind is speaking
The morning night
A whispered breeze
A rhythmic quiet

The wind is speaking
A gentle wake
The limbs carry
The boughs break

Stars hang
A sparrow sings
A morning sighs

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