Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” , no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 ).. 🙂
It is the holidays and the one thing we have more of here on the path than anything else is HOPE… 🙂

HOPE IS Hope is a feather floating in a bright blue sky Hope is that sparkle that shines in your eyes. Hope is a butterfly fluttering on the wind Hope is good times spent with family and friends. Hope is a newborn baby’s cry Hope is a Mother’s lullaby. Hope is the rainbow after a…
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