I fall in love with places so easily, and Kyiv Ukraine was no exception. Lately I have been hearing it calling to me, “Come back to me, come back...” It actually hurts to think rationally that I will never spend weeks straight there again.
This poem, written by RissaRoo, spoke to me. It said, "This is your daughter, this was her beginning."
After
after the storm
after the cold and chill
after the sky cracked open
and fell, crashing
with the weight of it all
after the darkness seemed certain
the sun broke through
tore wet curtains of gray asunder
and pierced every dark place
with saving light
Pretty Edible Flowers
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If you've been following me for a while, then you know that it's no secret
that I love flowers. My home is brimming with them - fresh flowers,
paintings of...
Born From the Heart
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You ever have one of those moments in life, stuck at a traffic light, or
sitting at your desk while listening to horrible elevator music because
you'r...
2 comments:
those eggs are amazing, those pics are hilarious (I'm laughing out loud), and those shoes... um, are for anyone's feet but mine! :)
OMG fatboy, at the Hamster bar, doing the YMCA!!!! Too much
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