Poetry From The Heart Whispers of wind nip my ears and face a cool reception for an early morning walk. Sunbeams gesture from low in the sky the earth’s warming from a cold night. The lane isn’t too inviting as my footsteps follow behind me along the woods edge. Mountain laurels scowl like they’re listless […]
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