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Spring

The kite circled over us Three times Like a blessing of universal trinity As we ate eggs and cheese Tomatoes, cucumbers and stories of healing. . Bubbles of Italian and ripples of Spanish Giggles in Punjabi and Taiwanese Laughter in … Continue reading

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Tiny songs

The little white dog climbed on the table As I was painting The little brown bird Who was singing The littlest song of Spring. . Little things.

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Bad days

Some days are messy you just gotta walk on thru them Somedays Are a mess You track every thing with you for while. That’s ok…. There are mops… And buckets And Kleenex.

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Dawn

The dawn crested over the marsh I drove to the airport And watched Love take flight.

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Bloom

The bed of Earth awoke Blanket flowers bloomed Diana in pink danced And the lions are dandy. all who passed Had a Spring in their step.

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Conversations

The goose sat on the grass While another stood beside Her. Honk. HONK. . We never really know if we being heard Unless we are in a dialogue You honk and me, I honk back… And soon we can fly … Continue reading

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Windows

Out of the darkness A concerned face appeared The small dog at my side Looked up in … Wonder? Surprise? Awe? The cascades of barks i expected failed to appear. A single sound….canine and round. The horse shook their head … Continue reading

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Distractions

How can anyone pay attention to anything but You When the wings of angels beat over my head?

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Flowers or Weeds

The littlest dog stops to smell….

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Sreetch

Keekeee keeeeeee Screeches careen Across a sky of dappled blue…. My heart reaches for You.

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