So this sweet little miss visited me the other day…
Subtle little friends
Warming the gloomiest days
Love’s slyest bounties
Haiku
She sang me his blues
One flying monkey, fallen
Washed out on new shores
Vindication realized
The music of peace fills me
Haiku/Tanka
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Lovely. She is. You are. 😊
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You too. 🙂
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sounds like you’re in a good place … I’m glad!
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Yes, I’m doing OK. It’s funny though, these little ones & many others of the bird species play a pretty significant role in my maintaining equilibrium. Let’s just say, they always come at the right time. 😉
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ah maybe your totem is a bird? I do believe they bring care and support as needed 🙂
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Thank you. 😊
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Lovely poems.
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G’day, Lovely, how are things? Still good, no recent ripples in the Universe?
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Hello, hello, hello! How are you? How good to see you. Ha, none of the ripple kind you mean, just the usual overwhelming day to day mothering and fighting the hounds of colonialist evils. LOL. What’s up? 🙂
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Nah, it’s all good. Just doing a spring checkup. Keep your good works going Beautiful and we’ll check in again sometime soon.
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Awww, thank you, guys. You make me smile so much. Big hugs to everyone. xo
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