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heart-538009_1280“A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.” Josh Billings (humourist)

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Prayers

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Dear fellow bloggers and readers, 

On our regular morning walk today, my little dog was attacked by a dog that broke free from its owner. In the process, I tried to break up the fight and get him into my arms, lost balance, and fell into the street.
I’m banged up and bruised but Thank God, no broken bones. Ricky Bobby aka Bubba, is now at the vet’s being prepped for surgery. He has several bites due to his fierce determination to protect me. If you’ve read my blog, you’ve heard of this little guy. He means the world to me.
You are all such wonderful people, and I am asking you to please say a prayer, send light and love, whatever positive vibes you believe in to my little guy.
He’s 13, but I’m not ready to lose him.
Praying for the best, Linda

 

 

Love and Gardenias

gardenia-178719_1280“I love things that are indescribable, like the taste of an avocado or the smell of a gardenia.”Barbra Streisand

Beneath
cerulean
skies lies morning dew on tender
blooms of the gardenia
sweet balm

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Promote Yourself Monday- August 20, 2018

Come join us at the Go Dog Go Cafe for Promote Yourself Monday!

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Welcome to Promote Yourself Monday.  All Go Dog Go Cafe readers, guest writers, and baristas are invited to post one link to one specific post (600 words or less please!) from your blog into the comments section below.

If you post a link, be sure to read some of the other great writing people have linked to.

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Tender Notes

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Together we were a thousand tears falling in the starry universe
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Writing in the Dark

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“While I’m writing, I’m far away; and when I come back, I’ve gone.”–  Pablo Neruda

In the darkest hours
when loneliness calls my name
stormy tears threatening
with thunder and lightning pain
and I refuse to see the torrential rain.
Instead, I pen sun soaked words
painting colors on my barren soul
basking in their glorious power
a shining light making me whole.

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Symphony

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If I gathered each dewdrop glistening on the rose
put them to music and with my pen compose
a symphony of our souls, a song that holds the key
would you stay forever and listen to the notes
as we solve the mystery of how we came to be?

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