Friday, March 28, 2025

Some maps have no keys.

No clues.  Only the sturdy feet of the explorer, the one whose curiosity pushes her forward, the one who loves color, who loves adventure.  The one who always has a sack of petite oranges at the ready.  
 

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  1. Susan E. GangelApril 8, 2025 at 9:23 AM

    from 3 Glances out the window

    3.
    A breeze rustles the gingko tree
    & I wonder if she left me a message
    Does she know how little it would take
    to warm this drifting morning?

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