Garden Of Gold

I walk through the garden,
On this warm summer’s day,
To smell the flowers,
That grandma raised.

In the middle,
Of this garden of gold,
Stood this one,
Single red stem …

and oh, before I go, the bees are coming…

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I blame her

“There is nothing better than a friend, unless it is a friend with chocolate.”
― Linda Grayson

Find out what Katya Valeska is wearing on her blog. For me, all the stuff is tucked under the cut.
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Seeker

seeker of truth

follow no path
all paths lead where

truth is here

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Old Barn

Oh! a jolly old place is grandpa’s barn,
Where the doors stand open throughout the day,
And the cooing doves fly in and out,
And the air is sweet with the fragrant hay.

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Subtleness

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -

Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!

There is another sky by Emily Dickinson

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