In the garden of my heart,
There’s a quiet place to start.
Where the flowers gently grow,
And the winds of kindness blow.
The sun shines soft upon the ground,
And peace is always what I’ve found.
With every step, the colors bloom,
Chasing shadows from the room.
The trees stand tall, their branches wide,
A safe place where dreams can hide.
Birds sing songs of happy days,
As I wander through their maze.
In this garden, all is bright,
A place of warmth, a gentle light.
And though the world can sometimes bend,
This garden’s peace will never end.
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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 📚🪶3 days ago in Petlife
Comments (1)
Nice work ! What was your trigger for writing this ? 🏆