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:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Skype (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
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