Soft Blanket
Surrounded
By more shades
Of green than
My mind could
Possibly imagine
Attempts to match
Each shade with
A colorful
Adjective
Fall short
Given up trying
Instead, noticing
The curious way
The greens
Compliment
And contrast
One another
Their beauty
Shining against
The backdrop
Of a blue sky
Dotted with
Fluffy, white clouds-
Driving down
The highway
Wrapped
In the soft
Blanket
Of Spring
Gart and I drove to Little Rock yesterday. We are spending the weekend with my mom and dad. Such a beautiful drive this time of year. So many trees budding and wildflowers blooming along the highway.
I had the opportunity to play piano at their church this morning. Not just a solo but also a special duet with my cousin’s grandson. What a treat!
That soft blanket of spring expanded to include family and music. Long hugs, I miss you’s, and sweet melodies. ❤️
Piano Girl 
I couldn’t wait to read your Simply Sunday. What a beautiful day and time at church with family and friends. Your poem captures the beauty of it all. 💛💕❤️
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Thank you. 💛
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You’re welcome 🥰💛
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Feeling the shortness of time these days. Grateful! Hope you are well.
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Good for you! I’m doing well. We are busy at Club and my youngest son has some life changes. I’ve had several,…BUT God has been so good. You take care as you near the crazy finish. 🙏🏻❤️💛
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Beautiful poem, and photo!!
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Thank you. ☺️
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