Soft breezes blowing
Birds sing, play, and flutter
Willows in the wind.
Posey Salem September 6, 2015
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Heart, home, food and faith
Writing is a journey - enjoy the scenery!
A celebration of linguistic creativity
WITHIN ARE PIECES OF ME
Moments in time can capture only a glimpse of infinity. The mind must create the rest.
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