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The sweeping wind clears the way. As sun and rain have done the same. Iris blooms rich in color, and baby birds cry with hunger. The cloudless..

First Day Tear Free

a cold Winter's night

My feet cannot dance. My voice will not sing. My heart it does sleep. Though I struggle to find peace. .. Waiting for your kiss.

with warmth I so needSister wind come visit meStirring the land as we speakheart and soul of me

Last light was absorbed by the fabric of darkness as dancing stars shined

Haiku 5/7/5

my breath stains the airBright white sun warms the soula tender bud arisesthe promise of Spring is declared

my granny

I know you’ve been waiting on me, for your splendid light to see. But in this haze, it could not be. Till this morning unaware, your..