I see an illuminated bright five-pointed star Over the emotional ocean Of black and greasy-greedy oil The light moving upon this darkness Wavering leaps of sparkling exuberance. This star ascends as the current below moves like the waves of a darkened Depressed ocean. Shall we focus on the star … Continue reading Hearts Buoyant
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Gifts fogotten
I tell my two sons to clean their rooms and they don't it is like pulling teeth I am guilty too.. Then when I do clena up, like them we find forgotten gifts... toys, books, art or a poem and these are some I found today... Hudley Flipside Art
