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Sitting here next to you and yet so far apart. Watching the winter in all of its pristine white from my window and the sand in my driveway dripping from the car. The crows that perch at the tips of trees and survey their flock activities. And the Christmas tree that stands silently, no lights twinkling, no festive flair, still there. Dreams of laughing little puppies or snuggling little kittens are wisps of wishes hovering at bay. Do we settle for the wishes – faint glimmers which bring a small smile or do we grasp every minute, take action, decide, do what feels right in our hearts and in our minds. Do we keep discovering, exploring and sharing who we are?
Copyright © Sara Ella | Year Posted 2017