
She draws moonlight butterflies
In the bokeh of her shine
Lightly as the fawn draws near
She hears the Chippewa call
A lullaby like whispers to her soul
Hush, she waits softly it flies…
moonlight butterfly

She draws moonlight butterflies
In the bokeh of her shine
Lightly as the fawn draws near
She hears the Chippewa call
A lullaby like whispers to her soul
Hush, she waits softly it flies…
moonlight butterfly

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I’ve always been a morning person. I love to get up early before the sun even thinks about rising and wait for it. It’s very cold here now, but still I go out to peek. This morning I left as the sun was rising so I decided to stop several times and be thankful I get to see another sunrise. I really love them!

My drive is along Route 66. I love that highway!

I stopped to watch as the cloud looked to me that they were stopping in lines to take in this beautiful sun. Have a lovely day!

Happy Wednesday 🧡

Feels like falling snow
And trees you can’t see
Invisible hearts that hang
I just can’t explain
How it feels when I know
You’ve been here
It feels like new fallen
snow…in my soul

Hello sweet friends and Happy 2018! Thank you for being here and for your continued support. I appreciate you! Blessings to you and your loved ones.

Playing around today with some art.

Have I loved…enough?
Have I sought…enough?
Have I surrendered…enough?
Have I loved…enough?
I pray I have…

This is the pond behind my house…this song was playing in my soul…

2018 is bubbling up from my soul 2018
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