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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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Ripples

what difference will you make in the world? What will you express to help someone who needs it? "Writers, why bother? Because right now there is someone with a wound in the exact shape of your words" Sean Thomas Dougherty... Continue Reading →

Daydream Believing

As I felt my toes in the grass I noticed it tickled. They were covered in dew and leaving droplets all over my bare feet. Curious, I walked a bit further. I saw remnants of my dog being here that... Continue Reading →

Circle of Life

As the last petal fell, I looked at the tulip. It's petals started the season a bright yellow and now have become hinted with red, almost like it was on fire. This change, this transformation, was something it went through... Continue Reading →

In the Midnight Garden

In the midnight garden, the crickets jump and fairies dance and sing their little songs The raccoon rests on the toadstool dreaming his little dreams The stream bubbles along through Unaffected by night or day And the moon hangs low... Continue Reading →

My Greatest Teacher

With your hopeful eyes, you bring me your ball Knowing it will make me smile Your tail wags as you nudge it to me As I pick it up, you crouch low in anticipation My heart fills with love and... Continue Reading →

Measuring Moments

  I heard the tick of the clock Tick tick tick Seconds passing quickly Marking moments in time Moments I will never get back Did I make the most of them? What do I want to do with each tick?... Continue Reading →

What Really Matters

The sunsets on experiences Nothing lasts forever And maybe it's not meant to Beautiful experiences we can hold close to our heart For as long as our brains allow But we have photos to help make up the slack Holding... Continue Reading →

Forest of My Soul

The leaves crinkled under my feet as I walked through the forest. Fall had come late this year. The water levels were low in the river, which increased the ripples and splashes over the rounded worn down rocks. The path,... Continue Reading →

Serenity

I thought I saw a small rabbit Off by the edge of the forest He poked his little head around the rock But as he startled me, so I must have him I sat quietly on my back porch Overlooking... Continue Reading →

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