Frequenters Of My Garden

I’ve known these two soul mates For many a year – watched them fly Against sunset backdrop – pallet of Colour takes my breath away, As they wing their way home, Feathers black Like darkest night – Eyes mysterious as the cosmos, They’ve had their share Of my garden feast, Hidden beneath blades of Green and daisies bright, A recipe

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A Prayer Left Unsaid

Intro: A deep felt desire for the young ones to grow at a pace we all grew in, enjoying other things along the way and thinking, observing, learning, un-learning, doing by themselves, with their own refreshing ways and means, originality intact. Wish we adults tampered less with their growth. A prayer on behalf of all the young ones! 

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