I didn’t know about fortune.
It was treasure you hunted,
or magically found,
something inherited.
Now I see it is grown
of a tiny seed planted,
deep in the soil of me.
©AngelaBigler 2017
photo credit: coofdy Down amongst the leaf litter via photopin (license)
Feathers which have fallen at my feet...please, please look for the one's that fall at yours...for they are there....and do share them with us
Just another way to talk to myself in public...
A blog that will explore various topics designed to educate, entertain, engage, encourage, and empower both English-speaking and Spanish-speaking readers via writing and audio-video expression.The primary vehicle of self- expression will be Poetry and Essays but other forms of writing, including fiction, will make an appearance from time to time.
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