Shaking Fingers – September 24, 2019 Doree Grief, life, love, nature, poetry September 26, 2019September 26, 2019 1 Minute Trees Blow at me. I can’t stop them, Or make them, I see them. Shaking fingers Luring me in… Share this:EmailTwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by Doree Grief Out Loud. Art. Life View all posts by Doree Published September 26, 2019September 26, 2019
I don’t know which of the two —this and the previous one— has moved me more. They are both beautiful. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Thank you so much, I’m happy they touched you ❤️. I hope the day is beautiful where you are, it sure is here! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
I don’t know which of the two —this and the previous one— has moved me more. They are both beautiful.
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Thank you so much, I’m happy they touched you ❤️. I hope the day is beautiful where you are, it sure is here!
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It is. Thank «you» for sharing those beautiful words 🙂
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Nice one! 🙂
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Thank you, Mia!
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