velvet leaves ~
Amazing words shared by a talented writer.
I’ve been warned
there is a dreamer
rests beneath my collar bone
spends the night
curled beneath me –
a fiery furnace made of stone
sometimes words can resurrect us
from all we loved
all we know –
of the joys recalled in living
hand to heart
soul to soul
in the leaves
I hear the ocean
silent strumming on the shore
as I walk the beach at sunrise
I feel the trees like ne’er before
one remains
and one remembers
where is home
and what I keep
of the blessings that surround me
broken seashells
velvet leaves
. . .
Thank you for this lovely introduction my kind friend. Sending love.
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You are welcome dear Joni. I hope you sing some more Jazz songs. Big hug to you from Michigan.
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You are a sweetheart. Perhaps I will my friend. I do it for fun I don’t have the voice I use to have. Have a great one my friend. Sending love. ❤️Joni
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