I didn’t know about fortune.
It was treasure you hunted,
or magically found,
Now I see it is grown
of a tiny seed planted,
deep in the soil of me.
The sun is the great luminary of all life - Frank Lloyd Wright
Carving out space for creativity - one day at a time.
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You need the world, and the world needs good people.
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~Poetry by Shirley Allard~
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