February Flowers,
Like a postcard from heaven
Smile through petals.
*My mother passed in early February, many years ago. She loved African Violets and they always remind me of her.
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February Flowers,
Like a postcard from heaven
Smile through petals.
*My mother passed in early February, many years ago. She loved African Violets and they always remind me of her.
Oh Iffy Magic, you will always hold my heart, but it is time to move on now.
What dreams may teach me:
Glass slippers break easily,
Leaving only shards.
I've decided to turn this website into a monthly haiku and photo spot! Here is January's muse:
No Aurora glow,
Just Orion shining tall:
My friend many years.
I'm not a winter person, but I do quite love the vibrant pink sunsets that come with this snowy season.