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I had the privilege to wander trough fields of wildflowers
..being able to pick as many as I wanted..
but there is no flower more special..
when it is picked just for you..
by your granddaughter.
Then...when given
my heart skips a beat..
There is much hope in these little flowers..
so much love !
Look ...
...this could be something like your heart
in a vase..
xoxo
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Wat een lief bericht !!!
Poetry. My Dutchess is back.
My Dutchess is back, not as a little mouse (who I miss greatly)
but she is back with two heartbeats. One is her own,
the other of a field of flowers that she's sowed in all the love,
all the time invested, and that's grown to be a patch of little hands
that pick flowers, little hands that will grow
to yet again sow seeds of the most abundant resource in creation.
You are special.
Nice to have you back, friend D ... Love, cat.
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