Warmed

The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose. Heda Bejar

She Wrapped Her Arms Around Your Soul


I believe. It’s true. I give a little bit beyond myself,
just a little bit and maybe my little bit of love warmed another.
That’s enough. I don’t have need or want.
Then there is a bang on the door knocker.
Someone gave to me, a little beyond,
a little more, without need or want.
I’m warmed by that love.
Thank you.

Thank you to all for treats and tokens and writing and time.

A Happy Valentine's Day

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