poetryThe Morning I Went to The Meadow it drew me towards the soothing languishing rustling grasses and well worn paths. it teaches patience silence sacrifice. it asked and so I gave back something that was mine to give with the morning dew it blessed me. for the Weekly Photo Challenge | Cherry On Top Share: Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp More Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading... Related
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