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Tuesday, November 4, 2014

My Day

I rise
I dream
I grieve
I notice
I smile
Some days are just like that.
Then to this place of safety,
of dreaming,
of warmth,
and enchantment
I return
at

4 comments:

  1. JeanieNovember 5, 2014 at 12:07 PM

    A perfect poem. Perfect photo.

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  2. LorrieNovember 5, 2014 at 5:35 PM

    On really hard or frustrating days, it's lovely to think of my bed waiting for me with crisp sheets and soft pillow and warm blankets. Delightful photo.

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  3. RosemaryNovember 6, 2014 at 4:51 AM

    Simply beautiful! the photo... and the words.... makes me want to crawl back into bed and experience the warmth and enchantment it provides!

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  4. Angela McRaeNovember 6, 2014 at 4:36 PM

    Oh, I'd love to crawl into that pretty bed!

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