
Thoughts mysteriously joined.
Poem, form thyself.
Ideas in flight!
Flitting toward bright star light;
Poems are word sprites.
Long ago I was dubbed Serendipity. I embraced it, and thus began my journey as "one who finds unexpected treasures." So here I am taking on Life like a leaf on the wind. Some days I soar, some days I get stuck... Regardless of the path I take, I'm sure to see some hint of sparkling, some bright side, some silver lining.
Beautiful as you!
ReplyDeleteYou're too sweet!
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