The breeze of blessings, it whispers low
A gentle reminder, of the love that we know
A soft caress of comfort, that soothes our soul
A loving embrace, that makes us whole
The scent of serenity, it fills the air
A calming presence, that's always there
The warmth of wonder, it shines like the sun
A radiant joy, that's just begun
So let us bask, in the breeze of blessings true
And let its love, shine bright in all we do
For in its gentle touch, we'll find our peace
And a life of purpose, in release
And let its love.
About the Creator
Albin
A Psychologist of Life Experiences...
Delighted to have you ...
Much Love.
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I First Saw Him
When I first saw him sitting on the wall, relaxed and looking out over the water, I was sure he wasn't a local. Not including children, there are only about 250 or 300 of us in this area full-time, though that number is ten-fold in the summer, and I know everyone at least by sight or by family resemblance. And yet, the way he sat looked familiar and started my mind sorting and discarding among the families I knew, not quite like this one, not quite like that one.
By Natalie Wilkinson7 days ago in Fiction
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