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(addressed to yours truly) Dear one, I hope this finds you in good cheer and pink health. I am not really concerned about your health ...

              That sweet thing He becomes the dance To her rhythm. The lyrics to her tunes. She Measures her moves, caut...

Precious little petals of light Luminous like Rudolph's nose Swaying by my window sill Staying company while I chill.  They...

She toils all day Tending to a toddler - The mom that she is,  She has to rise to the occasion And enable her children, By proving...

My Saturday serendipity unfolded only and only because of the 'surrender experiment' thingie I was doing since the commencement of ...

May came into my life in the  month of May, in the 17th year in the millennia. Well, that sounds like a lot of Ms, not just one. May got...

Out of the blue And the conventional He send you the cue He wouldn't need a virtual network A postal pigeon An actual ...

Day 11 didn't come easy. I mean, I was on the top of things till day 10, scheduling the posts ahead of time and sometimes waking u...

On the sepia soul founding Layer some sod of the body Sprinkle petals of feelings Voila, there it is  The intersperse of this being...

Here I am, on the ninth day of the fourth month, tackling the letter I. Lately, a part of this I are Bessie and Matt. I am suppos...

This is what I call life coming a full circle. You make your little Bessie live a life with an imaginary friend philosopher and guide Ma...