Branches crisscross the wet
And catch their breath.
In their maze
No monster waits
In their gaze
No slur, no praise
Branches crisscross the air
I, too, watch them there.
"gratitude fosters abundance"
Thank you for the words of encouragement in the comments yesterday... I didn't realize how much I needed to hear them until I heard the...
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That was beautiful.
I loved it. I hope to see some more. :)
Thanks, Dr. Dolly :).
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