Our late grand mother loves flowers so much. I can still remember the way she took care of her flowery plants, watering them almost everyday and weeding them from time to time. But the most fascinating thing she did was talking to them! As a kid, I can't understand why she was doing it, until … Continue reading Flower Appreciation Sunday
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Hollow
Hollow ©Jean Esther In this space Where water burns And fire freezes Nothing makes sense Nothing seems worth Not time nor effort Not sweat nor toil To moods that swing And tantrums boil Pay no heed Become fresh soil Hearts expand Minds blown Body torn Souls grown Deep within Hollowed out Seek and find Grace … Continue reading Hollow
