rough current o’er my path couldn’t pick a way no choice but sink or swim life pulled me down boulders blocked my life throw them at the sun sharp like a knife writing scribbled frowns not really smooth a way in front I see what lies behind rushes to theContinue reading “Stepping Stones #poetry #photography #writing”
give me a crayon a paper of my own leave me to create a space all alone a quiet, a calm a world you can’t touch when I’m done I’m so proud happiness doesn’t take much huts and livestock trees in the breeze clap their hands children coloring It is no surprise that UgandanContinue reading “Shading #atozchallenge #children”
you can’t see me made of crayons and paper hear my roar 100 Pawell children made masks. When they roared, the village could hear these happy little lions.
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you sit so stately surrounded by a sea of green heather wafts in the breeze *** the clouds create an almost somber tone until the voices of children ring down the lane and the clop clop of draft horses resonates in the air *** you may be small but you are so much more thanContinue reading “Simple Community”