Posted on February 9, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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Some people view the world as tragic and full of impending doom but I see the universe as magic if you take time to smell the bloom.
Posted on February 9, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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tender shoots spring forth fertile loam teems with earthworms
Posted on February 8, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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When the hand of fate dares steal my very last breath
Posted on February 8, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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winter fire crackling
Posted on February 7, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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bright sunny morning
Posted on February 6, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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There is a newfound strength within me, though still fragile.” -Journal excerpt dated 6/12/87 The pain was hot, piercingly fresh I was young and little did I know it was only an ounce of tender flesh of what it would take for me… Continue Reading “An Ounce of Flesh”
Posted on February 6, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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It was only yesterday we were young and gay and danced the night away.
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