Returning from Mallorca let me realize that away I was alone, no friends, no stress, no dead lines, no reading or reviewing?
And that is called holydays?
Oh brother! ! !
Walt Hi -
Every experience makes US! who we are!
This picture reminds me of where I've been, and what I just put up! Wow!
Let us find soothing moments in our Journey's ahead! Even if on a short adventure.
Love this honest write Sweet Walt!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady Sheexoooo
That picture is glorious and would make a wonderful get-away. Your lovely poem is good advice. We all need to escape the routine occasionally and enjoy other things---especially nature.
For this moment I will seek asylum in a less traveled place. And there escape my realities with the embrace of a new reality. R & R, what a blessing. Just returned from mine. God bless. JMW
A liitle down tonight, by myself, lonely, crying tears from the heart. Wishing hubby Tom was back on earth, but know it is impossible. My faith is wavering, but I can make my own happiness and go to the ocean soon, which I will be doing. Just a down night again for me. Thanks for this encouraging write.
Oh yes, going to your sacred place, be it the beach, mountains, park, woods, wherever you soul gets rejuvenated. I do this often, and it surely is great for your soul
Lovely poem, to remind us all to take care of ourselves. Thanks Walt.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
A beautiful write, we do all need to get away for a day...if nothing else just staying home, no phone, no company, just all day to lounge, relax, take a walk, read, write, and enjoy the peace and quiet! Enjoyed this my friend!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
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And that is called holydays?
Oh brother! ! !
Georg
Every experience makes US! who we are!
This picture reminds me of where I've been, and what I just put up! Wow!
Let us find soothing moments in our Journey's ahead! Even if on a short adventure.
Love this honest write Sweet Walt!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady Sheexoooo
STay Positive!
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Lovely poem, to remind us all to take care of ourselves. Thanks Walt.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Blessings,
Joyce B.
(((HUGS))) and much love (and prayers for you, too!), your Texas friend, Karen Lynn. :D
Peace,
Dan
BEAUTIFUL wisdom in your words - thank you -
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
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