perched quietly
on a wooden stump
observing nature’s beauty
breathing in the peace
my smile watching
uneven edged white puffs
float on invisible winds
pushed on to the next space
what i would give
to be that billowy cotton
drifting on high
easing into every transition
life on the ground can be hard
I Write Her 
Well done… You’ve captured that feeling, Susi! Wishing you a blessed and beautiful week. <3
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Thank you so much, Bette! I wish you the same! <3
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Quite an image you have painted here.
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Thank you, Sadje! I’m happy to hear that I could make you see this with me. :)
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You’re welcome. I sure can.
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