When the skies are meant to design my day
Reflect upon the chosen roads carve my way
While shadow the puddles from the rains
Remind ourselves as we joyful splash remains
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Soothe the eyes inside restful morning’s light
Awaken the dreams, desires, places we might
Satisfy our needs as we discuss the hours beyond
Afford your agonies their place to be your bond
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Body and spirit, we celebrate in new achievement
Pretty is the mind whose fleeting an ideal element
Become inspiration, a giving soul, no takeaway now
Pretend is a callous yet thoughtful singular vow
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When skies in their solemn grey will quiet release
When wonders we alive choose carefully quiet peace.
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*photo credit – ester rogers
Simply beautiful, Thom
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thank you Rita 🙂
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