Just when she thinks there’s no tomorrow,
comes a day like no other day has been.
So she wades, willy-nilly, through the weeds
and waits for the flowers to bloom again.
and takes pictures, and travels, and…
Just when she thinks there’s no tomorrow,
comes a day like no other day has been.
So she wades, willy-nilly, through the weeds
and waits for the flowers to bloom again.
Beautifully written and I just love your photograph. 🌼🌼🌼
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Thanks so much! I was drawn to the wispy flowers mingled with weeds!
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