I can't breathe I reach for the sunlight but your presence cloying choking blocking the light your immersion well intended my pleas fall on deaf ears love must be nurtured given nourishment and room to grow Copyright (C) 2019 Penny Wilson *The original version of this was written in 2018. I like the flow of this version better. I hope you enjoyed it. Image by monicore from Pixabay
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I can’t even think of a picture beteter suited for those words. All things need nurishment, including love. The picture said all of the words shared.
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you kindly, Chuck! ❤ ❤ ❤
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