In between folds of hearts
And arms wide open,
Are galaxies of understanding
That are testimony
Of tenacious lessons learnt,
Whispers heard,
And sights unveiled Whilst skipping upon life’s journey...
"Skipping" is not, generally speaking, my characteristic mode of locomotion. Would that it were. Nice little piece. (And thank you for the pertinent and wise comments you've made to the recent posts on my blog.)
"Skipping" is not, generally speaking, my characteristic mode of locomotion. Would that it were. Nice little piece. (And thank you for the pertinent and wise comments you've made to the recent posts on my blog.)
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