A Flower Poem to Life
“I’m blossoming”, she says.
How magical this moment of realization is.
Leia mais “I’m blossoming”A Flower Poem to Life
“I’m blossoming”, she says.
How magical this moment of realization is.
Leia mais “I’m blossoming”Who would imagine a time in autumn with no experiencing the sweet fresh smell and touch of the wind on our faces? A time with such blueness in the sky and a veil of light so warm that could only be so gently and slightly felt in our bodies among Nature’s openness?
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