Poetry

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Growing Roses

My roses stand together

like a cackle of old women.

Each tries to out adorn the other,

smiles with beauty,

but hurts with thorns.

Move them a part from each other,

they might die and wither.

My roses stand together

like a cackle of old women.

 

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Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons   c2019

Random Thoughts: Kindness

Bee kind

You don’t always know what people are going through. Some go through tough times with a smile on their face and you would never guess.  You never know what a little something of just being nice can mean to someone, just to cheer them up, or just to be there in the moment. So just Be Kind, even the grumpy ones, who may need it the most.

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