ask for bread,
if you don’t want bread,
follow the crumbs to where wild onions grow,
spin in a field of wildflowers,
teach yourself to be happy,
once again~
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Moccasins at Meadow Arc 
beautifully said Kimberly! X
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Just wonderful 🙂
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There is a lot beneath the surface of this lovely poem. Well done!
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🙂 Thank you. I felt led to share one about thankfulness.. had been pondering the fires in LA.. and thinking about the wonder of having enough water… and a home.. things which I so often take for granted.
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I think we all do, Kimberly. Then something catastrophic like the wildfires brings things back into perspective. I have to make myself stop each day and be thankful for all the many blessings I take for granted.
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