I love the early mornings, too, as long as I don't wake up earlier than normal! LOL Let me have a FEW more minutes of sleep, especially on the rainy days, or on days where my arthritis is singing (and NOT with joy, either!)!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
Just as life during the pandemic was color-coded with different hues representing different levels of danger, life in its aftermath has become shaded in similar ways. As a self-styled “Seeker of Beauty with Beauty,” (borrowing from a quote by W.E.B.
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
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Excellent title - and a most inspirational, delightful write!!
Robert
This is beautiful and inspiring a delight to the senses, great write Bess.
warm hugs
Elga
I enjoy those very new morning hours...It's a special time before the earth remembers all it's woe's.
ty and nice to meet you, Dani
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D
Wonderful poem, Bess!
Sandie May Angel :o)