[in my mosaic today: 3 wildflowers in my unkempt lawn]
This new decade, weighted with its share of negatives blooms.
Where are love and peace, within the glooms?
We must feed ourselves doses of hope in each new day.
As transience and imperfection roar their way.
Truly delightful to admirers, Splendor of blooming wildflowers .
WABI SABI © gillena cox 2020
The new year, is still a crying baby, 2nd Monday in 2020.
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). A Happy Monday to all
Welcome to Monday WRites #228, ❧✿❧ Happy New Year 2020
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