Fog rises over
A golden field
Not dense
Holding just enough
Presence
For sunbeams
To paint
Their portraits
Across the hazy canvas-
Temporary
Yet, beautiful
Reflecting
Yet, dissipating
Energy soaked in
Then released
Into another day
Another time
When light and mist
Once again
Cross paths
Creating art
Creating life
Piano Girl 
Oh, Kelley, I’m listening to your beautiful music, humming, singing, as I type this with tears in my eyes. The sun coming through my living room window. I reflect on your beautiful poetry, your life, loss, new lives in your family…you bring me such comfort and joy in your full presence. I love you, my friend. You’re such a gift. 💛🥹🎶
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Karla-sending hugs today. 💛☀️
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Thank you, my friend. 💛
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