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Let's pray for peace. With all the tension in Syria and the Middle East, this post seems appropriate to share again. I've always been drawn to peace and hope, as many do, that we can create a world of peace and love. Will you join me in sending out prayers and peaceful energies? Blessings, Brad |
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I've noticed it's the quiet that hits the hardestThe vacancy of your notifications on a busy dayThe little interruptions I became quite accustomed toAnd I miss those ever-loving interludes with youThe way you'd plead and beg for more timeI never quite understood how little time we had leftIf only I'd known, I would've never said... |
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Image credit: Katrin M. | Pixabay sowing in the wind sunflowers seed their future, to next year's gardens * Kigo word: sunflowers In reply to Colleen Chesebro's TankaTuesday 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 47, 8/13/24, Part II: The Beginning of Autumn |
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Thinking: My purpose is utterly unreliableIts fluctuation is quite undeniableIn all respects unverifiableDoing: At times it's a giver of careOr laboring as much as I dareElse enjoying the hobbies and people I shareBeing: So the best I can sayIs my purpose changes each dayAnd I find that it's rather okay W3 Prompt #102: Wea've WrittenWeekly... |
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