In Her Morning
Originally posted on Petrichor:
In her morning, she will smile, waiting for me to rise and sigh, tho’ with sleep still in her eyes, she will turn with a wistful step, and swagger…
Originally posted on Petrichor:
In her morning, she will smile, waiting for me to rise and sigh, tho’ with sleep still in her eyes, she will turn with a wistful step, and swagger…
Originally posted on Petrichor:
Before your eyes were stained with cold tears, the sky was a more relevant shade of blue. Before my hands had but withered with years, your flesh held all…
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Originally posted on LIVING IN THIS MOMENT:
Oh my friend it’s not what they take away from you that counts. It’s what you do with what you have left. – Hubert Humphrey. Mrs…
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Originally posted on Chasing Stardust:
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Happiness…is when I see birds flying freely into the blue sky When wind carries the natures fragrance from dancing…