spttyowl
it is a blank sheet of paper a symbol of life past no longer a blank sheet but one with colors and such on it that it is difficult to see what was once underneath before
Sunlight upon my face. A gift rare at times always almost always welcome I shield my eyes yet welcome the warmth
Sunlight seems illusive this time of year and each time it presents its lovely self I turn my face upward, a smile soaking in the gift
I have only this one life left it is the only one I have so what have I left to do and what have I left undone which way shall I turn to the right or two the left someone said recently it is not about right and wrong decisions, but about right and the best decision.
grown ha I heard this word as groan last night in my writing group so I wrote about a cold and how it was making me groan especially at night but now I see the word grown and think about all the ways I have grown in this life on this journey and am so glad to be here where I am in this moment
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