Somewhere under bluest sky,
she dreams of a place that smells like lemons,
overflowing with budding trees and flowers,
offering a brilliant assortment of possibilities.
Old age will not find her on a park bench.
She loves a happy ending as much as anyone.
Everything and anything is possible, even doing NaPo. We are certainly proof of that. I really like this little poem. Visual images that speak of possibilities and the sound of hope in every word. Thank you, Marianne,
Elizabeth https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/topsy-turvy/
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Everything and anything is possible, even doing NaPo. We are certainly proof of that. I really like this little poem. Visual images that speak of possibilities and the sound of hope in every word. Thank you, Marianne,
Elizabeth
https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2019/04/14/topsy-turvy/
Marianne,
There are so many possiblilities in our lives.
Beautiful poem.
Love,
Pamela
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