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Muffled Bliss

winter is becoming
my new best season
o how I’m loving
retired life
the hibernating months
of self-indulgence
the muffled nights
of glittery fallen snow
the soul-stirring feeling
of blissful seclusion



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~SNOW WHITE~ 2020

AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Posted on November 21, 2018

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 11/22/2018 5:08:00 PM

Certainly well deserved!

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/22/2018 10:29:00 PM

Absolutely. Thanks for your visit and compliment, Kim.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 11/21/2018 8:45:00 PM

You do make retirement sound gloriously grand, as the cold is something that used to make me feel this way. With cold-air induced asthma, however, my feelings are a bit less than blissful. The isolation part however would see quite wonderful to me.

Line Gauthier
Date: 11/21/2018 9:10:00 PM

Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment, Caren.