Blue skies
remind me
of fireflies
floating brightly
In the dark
as if new births
left a mark
on supple earth
Where mother nature’s
breasts bloomed
as flowers mature
to heal concrete wounds.
I know I said I would post pictures by me, but truth is, I am too busy. So this blog will incorporate photos by me and Pinterest. It seems I allowed life to get in the way of what is most important to me, writing.
*Picture by Pinterest*
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