the same tree
looks in at me
again
winter
the same tree
but not
the same
me
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8 Wild Comments:
Wonderful post.
I want to let you know I really enjoy reading your blog and am looking forward to reading it daily. I pray that God's blessings fall on both of your lives. Thank you for these wonderful posts.
ah yes
seasons rotate
but if we are seeking growth and challenge and stretching
we are never the same for each rotation of the cycle
it is so hard for me to remember that your world is now cold as mine is sweltering. so strange that we have leaves and you have silhouettes.
beautiful!
I agree with Heidi. Strange. I was just so glad to see a new post. And I loved the linking to the old. I reread every one of them. It was glorious.
Thank you so much for posting Gracie
beautiful..
you know trees without leaves have always caught my eye. I guess just the bare bones of it all.
I don't think we are ever the same from year to year. Life experiences seem to bring about change.
Nice to drop by again, it's been too long. Nel xo
I like the positive feeling in this poem--could it be that you are growing into who you want to be--need to be?
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