Constantly interrupted sleep,
a cycle of words and phrases
repeating and evolving
between quiet moments.
When morning came,
the words were gone.
As if they’d never crossed my mind.
Just as I’d put aside
any attempt at recovery,
a beautiful blank slate appeared.
Its location? A pleasant surprise.
A page of blue surrounded
by white clouds and sunshine
I think my day just wrote itself.
Piano Girl 
“I think my day just wrote itself.” Kelley, I love how you see nature and the way your heart writes. Sending love and hugs always! šššš»
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Thank you, Karla. Always thankful to hear from you. Sending love and hugs back. š©·š
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It’s my blessing, dear friend. I feel it and appreciate you so much! ā£ļøš„°šš»
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