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Oh my little feather friend, how long have you gone unnoticed? The early morning sun drew me to your presence. The shadows danced upon your weave creating the images of trees. And the tiny sprig of grass making its way upward gave life…..
Some days are quiet and Life’s whispers are simple. To bend down and touch the earth’s warmth and texture are cherished gifts. To not take for granted the ability to walk, bend, move my hand, or fingers that feel. Such simple acts yet broken dreams…..
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