Photo by Senjuti Kundu on Unsplash
In this dismal, unending winter,
pervasively grey-gilded days,
diamond rare, is, I have found:
unadulterated,
ray-of-sun-bursting,
cloud-scattering,
hope-stirring
love-sprung
joy.
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Chloë J.
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶4 days ago in Petlife
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