Grace
Soft, lush and green maple leaves, hanging supple and loose from strong, sturdy limbs. Breezes and winds blow gently, then harshly through leaves that wave, pliant, without struggle, without...
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Trees bare hiding life the looker sees nothing there. Scraggly limbs, sans limbs, brittle tower standing stark. Turning season into Spring, tiny bulbs, invisible, bring tender green grow,...
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Peter was a wealthy man. He had nothing but love. He lived in a two-story, tacked together shack that sat precariously on a gently sloped clearing, in the middle of wilderness forest, deep in the...
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