Priority Mail. {poetry}
By holding the flowers’ light for all to see, they remain steadfast to a higher priority and calling, I believe. I am one such flower vendor now.
Browsing Tag:
love letter
Song Of Belonging: A Love Letter To The Withered Outcasts.
Even beggars think enough of themselves to expect the alms. Yet you don’t even own a bowl.
A Love Letter To Place, Space, And The Need To Come Home.
What I am saying is this. Give me something rough and unfinished, where your good intentions were smashed to unnecessary by your mouth speaking something true. Give me something with the roots still on, clung with dirt and tasting like forgiveness. Give me something I can hold in my sunburned ...
A Love Letter Of Gratitude To My Eyes.
I am incredibly grateful that I have the privilege and honor of witnessing my beautiful daughters evolve and explore their lives. I am able to play with them and watch them learn, delight in their smiles, laughter and all their forms of expression. I look into their eyes and experience the ...