And is it french blue? Smiles. I love the insouciant smirk......and wonder who is smirking now. LOL.
Seems she got over the color. :)
Sounds like a perfect example of 'in your dreams'.
Never doubt the power of a dream.
I sense a kinship --- one who shares a weight problem because we've eaten too many of their own words!
Love the smirk in the first poem and oh these dreams which sustain you and so sad the good has to come with the bad; the gorgeous sunflowers on the ground disappearing by fracking
Ha - she was wrong, she got blue.(Love all your words BTW)Anna :o]
Each one a gem in its own way.
In the end, I think, only God remembers...
And is it french blue? Smiles. I love the insouciant smirk......and wonder who is smirking now. LOL.
ReplyDeleteSeems she got over the color. :)
ReplyDeleteSounds like a perfect example of 'in your dreams'.
ReplyDeleteNever doubt the power of a dream.
ReplyDeleteI sense a kinship --- one who shares a weight problem because we've eaten too many of their own words!
ReplyDeleteLove the smirk in the first poem and oh these dreams which sustain you and so sad the good has to come with the bad; the gorgeous sunflowers on the ground disappearing by fracking
ReplyDeleteHa - she was wrong, she got blue.
ReplyDelete(Love all your words BTW)
Anna :o]
Each one a gem in its own way.
ReplyDeleteIn the end, I think, only God remembers...
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