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Always a Rose
The flowers are out again I can’t help but see they struggled too and waited slept retreated into darkness They changed transformed and hid But look at them no less beautiful Different than they were the year before yet still a daffodil or rose lily or tulip Continue reading
About Me
An obsessive journaler who loves meeting others along their journey and giving them a hand to hold through pieces of writing. I write about the heartbreaks of life and the joys, the ups and downs, and I often learn my greatest lessons and miracles from nature.
Joyful Ruins 