Though my soul may set in darkness,
it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly
to be fearful of the night.
Sara Williams (excerpt)
"Maybe if we reinvent whatever our lives give us we find poems." --Naomi Shihab Nye
Happiness is a few pounds heavier. It’s accepting being tired. Being older. Being softer. Being more reaching oak and less wildflower. Happi...
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