Sometimes life hits you right on the head,
like that acorn that fell from the big oak tree in my backyard,
and then you know you’re still alive.
— Mary, character from one of my stories
Age
A Single Pear
Try to peel a single pear Skin so very thin Lo to my surprise I see Natural heart within Is this valentine of mine Meant to be for thee A heart that dearly loves you Just a sign from me … Continue reading
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