Tag: seasons
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Upon Us
a new season is upon usfrom hibernation to awakeningopportunity and possibilities awaitstep out and into the warmth of the shining sunhear the birds sing their welcoming songsmell the flowers release their sweet fragrancespring is here; rejoice and dancelive fully in this season -akw- ___©2023 Angel K WillBlog Photo by 三 点sky from Pexels Live Inspired,…
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Changing Seasons
The trees are now dressed for fall’s galain red, orange and yellow.They’ll soon be bare for winter’s slumber,only to wake in spring and dress once againin fullness and green preparing for summer’s soiree.A change of season like a change of clothesas we dress and step into life as it flows. -akw- ___ ©2022 Angel K…
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Legacy
A tree budsnew life grows. Leaves flourishthick and green. Beauty peakssunset colors. As leaves fall, nutrients are absorbedpreparing for the next season. Much like a legacy,laying a foundationfor the next generation. -akw- ___ ©2022 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Pixabay from Pexels Live Inspired, Love Well, Laugh OftenCheck out the bookstore; check out the art…
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It’s Beautiful
When buds are forming on a tree,it’s beautiful;spring is here. When branches are so thick of leavesthey block the sunny sky,it’s beautiful;summer is here. When colors change and leaves start to fallit’s beautiful;autumn is here. When trees bare their branching bones,and snowfall turns them white,it’s beautiful;winter is here. -akw- ___ ©2022 Angel K WillBlog Photo…
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The Next Season
the changing of seasons, in nature……………as in life blooming from the Spring’s rain……………birthing new possibilities frolicking under the Summer sun……………implementing an action plan gathering Autumn’s harvest of plenty……………capitalizing on the hard work resting in Winter’s slumbering snow……………assessing the successes and failures all to do it again, for the next season……………is always upon us -akw- ___…
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Good Night
The winds picking up,blowing a kaleidoscope of twinkling white. Diamonds hop-scotchingacross the soft, snow-covered roads. The starry night, my only lightas the moon hides behind blankets of clouds. Flakes falling;I catch them on my tongue like a kid at play. Tasting nothingness, just chilled wet on wet.They last longer when they fall on my lashes.…
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My NYC
My days in the city,though short lived,were experienced fully.With the thrill of Broadway, living my way,days and nights, echoes and lights.Yet I could always find the silence in the chaos.For me, it provided the best of both worlds. The heat of the summer,and the wind through my hair, as I rode the Staten Island Ferry…
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A Haiku: Rebirth
Winter takes slumber Initiating spring’s bloom Allowing rebirth -akw- ___ ©2020 Angel K Will | Instagram • Facebook • TwitterPhotos by Stephan Seeber from Pexels & Photo by Oleg Magni from Pexels
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