seeking every little sign lengthening days changing light new birdsong on the wind trickle of green amidst brown, scarcity revels in simplicity; winter turning spring
This poem captures the feeling outside here this morning. I found myself walking around like a little kid, watching the streams form under the ice and having a grand time. I like the light atmosphere of this piece. God bless!
"qualcosa di bello"...Italian for something beautiful...God's creation is full of beauty & that is what I hope to share with all who visit on my blogging journey..."piacere"...it is a pleasure to have you visit!
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This poem captures the feeling outside here this morning. I found myself walking around like a little kid, watching the streams form under the ice and having a grand time. I like the light atmosphere of this piece. God bless!
sandy...i so enjoy how, when all around is mostly barren, the tiniest of springly change delights the heart!...like a little kid...just like you said!
the desire for reawakening,, rebirth,, a validation of life.....
paisley...you said it!!
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