One lonely
Bloom
Fighting
To stand up
Underneath
The weight
Of recent winds
And rain
A tiny speck
In the vastness
Of this world
Has anyone noticed?
Bent so low
Only able to
See my shadow
On the ground
As the sun
Shines above
Hey! Over here!
Bend your ear
My way
It seems you have
Grown weak under
The pressures of
Life in this garden
Don’t lose hope
Rest, recharge
Together
Our roots will
Grow stronger
And you will
Once again
Stand up tall
Your face
Soaking up
The sun’s rays
Piano Girl 
This is beautiful, Kelley. 💛
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Thank you. ☺️
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You’re welcome sweet friend. 💛
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A beautiful reflection of deep listening coupled with the lovely images of the newness of a Spring welcomed and embraced. Nature does, indeed, speak to us…if and when we choose to listen. ❤️🌻
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Thank you, Carrie. I almost ignored it today. Glad I didn’t. ❤️💛
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A beautiful poem of hope! Happy spring!
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Thank you! Happy spring!
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Very uplifting, Kelley ❤
-David
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Oh, I’m so glad. ☺️Thank you, David.
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Love this! Nature has a way of healing us.
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