
Every petal a memory of you
Rather fresh or dried
Thoughts of you are
always with me
I love you ❤

Every petal a memory of you
Rather fresh or dried
Thoughts of you are
always with me
I love you ❤

But for the grace of God…go I!

tis grace that brought me safe this far
grace will lead me home, or maybe
somewhere else, who can know?

Today my sweet Angel friend shared news with me that got my heart all tied. UP! My Alex is experiencing symptoms of MS and we thought she had NMO. Still no diagnosis we await our Mar. 16 appointment at the Mayo Clinic. My heart is so touched by Angie I call her my Angel friend. When I first became friends with her here on WP I had to get her number so I could hear her sweet voice what a precious precious sweet woman. She’s such a dear, beautiful wonderfully talented sweet friend! I love you Angel friend. I’m praying for you and sending love, hugs and all things good to you! Angel friend I wanted to share my orange roses with you! Take them please!
I love you ❤




I love to garden in flower pots. They are much safer from my mowing skills in pots on the porch. ❤

Slow wispy love
to calm the anger inside
remind me it’s all okay
that I’m enough
no matter what
when I feel less than
to remind me I’m okay
that kind of slow love
that’s sits with me when
I’m so pissed I could spit
trying to think happy thoughts
ya something like that
Slow wispy love
that blows over me
cools my anger to a simmer

Tiny Little Places
hidden within flowers
on the porch
Tiny Little Places
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