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bliss, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, dreams, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, memory, old maps, passion, reason, relationship, spirit, truth, understanding, value, wonder
lines –
no more
than a memory crossed
a moment made rare
by the living
the slightest allowance
of light touching light
eternity held
(a breath)
between sighs
offered
you back
as a gift
unexpected
a version of story
(was glory) divine
all I was meant
a place on your going
sweet mountain laurel
– soft southern
skies
. . .
tornadoday 
So very lovely!
Thank you, Wendell. Recently, as I was pulling things together for a book, I was reminded of two things – that most everything sounds the same to the writer, and ………… well, the writer sometimes gets in the way of what the heart knows is never said the same………… ❤
You have boundless inspiration, Bobbie. You are beautiful. ♥
And you, dear Nessa, have touched my heart in ways you cannot begin to know……….. You bless me.
I love you Bobbie ❤
…and my heart is made richer for no other reason……… Thank you, Jane. ❤
I can smell the scent of the pines on the breeze
as the jewel like sun filters down through the trees…
Loved this one, Bobbie…….xo
ME
as wishes balance sweet the sun of one more life…….
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