Sunday, May 22, 2022

A flower suitable to pen a poem upon


 and lots of light which is a way of saying hope.

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  1. Susan E. GangelMay 29, 2022 at 1:31 PM

    I recall we thought the sunset brilliant as it bullied over the hill. Still we touched the warming earth as if it couldn't hurt. Asking directions when home is in sight, something puzzles as it always does.

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