In the morning,
I pluck the sun from my
pocket
I Watch the moon
run free
at night
trailing a tail
of stars.
I am unique
in the world.
I house-sit
life.
I nourish
my garden.
My heart is full.
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Author:
Trenz Pruca (
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Comments5
Good write Trenz.
May your heart be forever full of love Trenz.
Andy
What a truly positive and well crafted piece as a first read of my morning -- a big thank you for sharing your outlook on life dear Trenz.
What a little beauty you pen today.
This is a great observation of conentment - super write.
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