In Hands Is A Bowl

Steam will rise so softly.

By Darla M SeelyPublished 15 days ago • 1 min read

Photo by Alejandro Martinez on Unsplash

In hands is a bowl

The steam will rise so softly.

Hug in liquid grace.

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Darla M Seely

I am 58 years old. I love to write poems, crochet, take photos, and make scrapbooks. I write poems about Jesus, love, friendship, how to improve, forgiveness, my cat, holidays. I enjoy making afghans for friends, family, taking photos

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