You are what you hear; bottle nosed whales slide into an ocean of blues as rain fresh mint and ferns whip the coastal bluff. The Shepherd whistles to turn your head. Facts and faith a
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Category: Poetry
My Mother’s Garden
A redhead with two green thumbs? Born and raised in New York City, a feisty redhead sprung into action the day after tulips and daffodils poked their heads up after a long winter’s slumber. Small
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Compassion is the best form of confidence
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meekness expands, sweetness explains
Read moreMiriam Too
our daughters, our prophets
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whisper His plan
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laugh at yesterday’s grip
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conversion turns as slow as asphalt allows
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My son cradles his boy,
his soul and his heart.
Adventurers and warriors,
So prepared for the part.
Bee Natural Lily
Flowers never dream of what people do. Even taking water in a vase, if there’s light, they face it. “Consider…” He said. Colorful instruction looms in a bloom. Follow the bees, neighbor. Share the sweet
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