Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
RainDrops, driftsSlow and swiftFalls from on highSpring mornings gentle shiftFrom a pastel aqua washed skyAs it whispers to seeds in lilting sighsRise up tender greens, pushing through earth’s dark terrainBe brave, embrace this life throw fears asideSweet blooms tempting bees flying byAmber honey, their… Continue Reading “#Diatelle: Rain”
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