Let it go
Feel the lightness of being
Be now not then
The wonder is here
Here is there and everywhere
Color your world
I’m walking toward a blogging break, coloring my world toward a creative revitalization. How do you color YOUR world? See you in March.
When I write I become a svelte, long-lashed, long-haired, long-legged young gypsy.
Well, less gypsy, more fortune teller/spiritualist.
Star bright star light set my broom aside
Let me walk upon the clouds, nothing under me
I need no lift, I need not ask for a flying ride
When creativity is my guide, I am true and free. Continue reading
I already know! he defiantly says
Filling me with “mother-of-teenager” dread
After one hour of instructed driver’s ed
My boy’s natural coordination goes to his head.
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