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: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook 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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