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Sweet and innocent
Spirit treads lightly Respect for Mother Earth’s gifts Tiptoe through flowers
Opal Child -Linda Lee Lyberg Born under a waxing moon With a fiery spirit in her eyes One look, her daddy swooned When he heard his baby’s cry.
He floated freely through life, with the wind as his companion. Always free, never encumbered.” – Linda Lee Lyberg Yesterday, I said good-bye to my father for the last time. And although he was never in my life much, there is a new emptiness…
Autumn Equinox -Linda Lee Lyberg Daylight’s warmth quickly fleeting There’s a chill in morning air Summer sun no longer beating Leaves falling and trees laid bare