Monday, October 2, 2017

Monday WRites 125

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SUNDAY MORNING MORINGA
We stand there in silence gazing at the Moringa
Green leafy truism working its healing magic
Soothing burnishing love grown sterling silver
Where sturdy roots hold even butterfly thoughts
Morning sun anointing us gazing at the Moringa
Eternity is really just a measure of hope a span
Sequence: here be you, here must be me thereafter
Some miracles hold their treasure in pinnate leaves
And some things are destined like words of psalter
Its no surprise then when September bows to October
One breezy Sunday morning gazing at the Moringa
SUNDAY MORNING MORINGA © gillena cox 2017

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Hello October ❧✿❧ You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea).
Welcome to Monday WRites #125, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
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