“I want to know my death
makes me no less part of the tree.
That dying can be as triumphant as tragic.
I want to know that the hope of rebirth
is just a season away.”
Browsing Tag
Fall
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Don’t argue with yourself. “A house divided cannot stand.” There will be many battles with raised voices, debates that last into the night with weary pauses in-between. There will be conflict and…
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“Around the color of September,” she told me, eyes glancing at the sky. A soft smile played on my lips, not wanting to reveal her mistake, yet thinking of how lovely and…