A poem for those who like to embrace the day!
Gloveless hands numb with cold hatless head damp with mist flushed cheeks lifting to the sky eager feet rushing to greet the new morning
A poem for those who like to embrace the day!
Gloveless hands numb with cold hatless head damp with mist flushed cheeks lifting to the sky eager feet rushing to greet the new morning
Today is a good day to give thanks. I am thankful for YOU, dear reader! Wishing you a bit of stillness, and the blessings of gratitude, today and every day.
Happy Thanksgiving!
there's a stillness this morning the sparrows are hushed as if waiting for humanity to arise in thanksgiving
A poem about gray skies and foggy days…
no sun this morning only grayness thickened with fog yet in the dreariness the roosters are crowing birds are twittering chattering welcoming this day it matters not that the leaves lie soggy and dead it matters not that the sky forgot to be blue the whiteness of the fog is simply a wedding veil to be lifted at the right moment for morning's kiss
What can we become, day after day? This is what happened to me when I developed a daily walking habit.
Day after day I've become the warm sun I've become the blue sky I've learned how to fly
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