Word Paint

I am an artist I may not provide you the physical art to possess; yet I shall leave you my words to digest Consume them, let each one illustrate, dance upon your soul, wittily Caress my soul, because now you know me Every inch of my conscience, inscribed upon pages I, an exhibit on display […]

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Toddler Wanderings

Stop and smell the Roses? *Crunch, crunch, crunch* Familiarly, I welcomed the sound of his little shoes scraping the gravel; reminding me of the siblings before him, and their not so little feet anymore. The sun was bearing down on us heavily, as my eyes scanned the garden for a shaded place to lounge. The […]

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