Someone went along the path,
Bent on destruction.
They scraped away bits of moss,
Stomped them to the ground.
I found this piece of moss on the steps,
Roots in the air.
A perfect heart.
Then I picked it up,
And returned it to its home.
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It's amazing how things try to grow through cement or paved streets. Hope you've had a delightful week-end.
Oh I am so glad you gave the heart back it's home!
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SueAnn
A lovely heart indeed and I am pleased that you put it back into its home!
You have an amazing eye for hearts! I especially like the cloud tree heart... THAT'S AWESOME!
Top-o-the mornin to you my dear...what a lovely heart and what a kind heart to return it to it's proper place in the world. Of course I would expect nothing less from you Sissy dear...that is why I am proud to spell my name f-r-i-e-n-d. Love you.
YOU Clytie are one sweetheart..
I am so sorry I have been so behind..
So much going on and I don't want to be depressing so I wont post all of the sad happenings.. life goes on.
So happy you are here to cheer us all up too.
Keep your eyes open ..
Oh, I wanted to tell you, that tequilla plant is amazing too.
Everyone seems to slow down.. I am surprised it is still there..!
ah, a lovely tale that reads like a poem~
so sweet that you returned it to the ground.
What a lovely story, Sissy--there's a lyrical magic to both picture and words.
They touch me.
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