Soul Reflections
I walked through her soul picking stray bits and pieces,
Stringing the pearls, stitching them together
With dreams made of pink stitched green ribbon
I made it into a bouquet as a tribute to her beauty
Caught at the peak of fertile perfection
Lightly scented with the essence of her glory
Her gift to the living, loving world.
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Life is a patchwork of moments — laughter, solitude, everyday joys, and quiet aches. Through scribbled stories, I explore travels both far and inward, from sunrise over unfamiliar streets to the comfort of home. This is life as I see it, captured in ink and memory. Stick around; let's wander together.
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Very well written. Greatly enjoyed this.
Thanks. I’ve updated it because the quick post on wordpress is being a jerk and won’t let me see the whole thing. I had to go to my dashboard to edit. It’s not an improvement on their part.