There is no shortcut
to hear the birds sing. Listen.
It’s the song of life.
Author: autumncircles
Oh, how I love to write … And thought I posted this yesterday.
Hand written pen ink
creates ancient flow of art.
Words filled her blue sky.
Modern work weeks do more harm than good “to get through this thing called life”
The week starts the same –
a misperception of time.
A dump truck beep blares.
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