Walk with me here,
Allow the earth,
To calmly soothe,
You address,
And I’ll attend.
Like a breeze,
Sliding through,
Inestimable prairie,
I’ll surround you,
My Love.
Daily storm brewing,
Commanding attention,
You be the strength,
I’ll be me, listening.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Lovely!
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Thank you, my dear…
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Beautifully expressed, Audrey
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Thank you, my dear. Hugs! ♡
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piece of art – the attendance topic has a important meaning in our journey and adventure!
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I appreciate you believing so, and I agree… Thank you for your comment, Mihrank.
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Sublime, Auddie. ❤
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*sigh* Oh, Miguel, thank you. ♡
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I like this one. But I get the distinct feeling that lightning is going to come from the clouds and strike someone! Maybe that fellow who had his name on a tree.
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Thank you! Yes, well it did look that way, but it never did, Duke. A wonder, indeed. I was in constant worry that a tornado was approaching, as I took this photo. I had stopped on the side of the road on my way to my dad’s house when these storm rolled in.
That poor man and that tree….my sweet poem, born of my heart, desires and imagination ruined by your inability to play along with me. *pouts*
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*laughs* But I think you might have been wrong about him, I suppose.
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I was wrong about him…how? I think your sufficiently ruined the poem, Duke.
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I think he was wicked.
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You do? Why? Could it be because he carved that into the tree? Or he is wicked because twas you!!!
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Oh, he wasn’t me…he just looked wicked.
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How could he look wicked? We haven’t seen him.
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Well, I could tell by the way he signed his name.
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Oh, yeah? Do you have knowledge in carvings, Duke? I think he was probably wicked enough to show his love in a fairly romantic way.
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That’s not that wicked.
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Oh, explain yourself, Sir! I can’t go on guessing, you know.
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What would you like to know, madam?
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Everything. *smiles*
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Well…
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Yes…..!
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Oh yes. I’ll be me listening too Audrey.
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Wonderful, as usual.
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Glad to have you, Staci. Thank you… 🙂 ♡
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As with your last post, you paired photo and poem so very well. The sweeping clouds in the photo, the invite to a calming place in your poem. So very nice.
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Thanks, I take a bunch of photos, then wait for the words to show up. I get very excited when I finally have an opportunity to show where I’ve been. I’ve tried to write poems with pictures I have no emotional attachment to and they never seems to work out as I want them to, Gus. Thank you for always taking the time to see me. I cherish your reading and interpretations.
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oh I love how this ended, beautiful piece!!! ❤
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Yay!! Thanks, Neha. Means sooo much coming from you, my friend.
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You’re most welcome, it was a lovely write 🙂
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Yay…thanks!
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Excellent… I love it
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Much appreciated, Indian Cowboy. Aw. I’m so glad you do.. ♡
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OH Audrey, this is Indescribably Excellent!! 🙂
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Thank you, Morgan! ♡ THRILLED you think so… 🙂
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I know so 🙂
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♡♡♡♡ Your thinking so inspires me. Thank you, my friend.
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🙂
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*deep sigh* This is wonderful, Audrey. Thank you! Love, Amy
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*huge hug* Thank you, Sweet Amy… So glad you enjoyed this poem.
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Best roll call ever, Aud.
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Chum, you’re the best. Thank you… xx
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