February 8, 2013 in Poems | Tags: Art, Compassion, Garden, Haiku, Life, Musings, Photography, Poems, poetry, Winter
Alone in the cold
compassion hard to come by
storm is approaching.
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February 8, 2013 at 10:21 am
We are never truly alone… Fabulous photo!! xoxo
February 8, 2013 at 3:07 pm
tiny lessons blog
Thanks! I fully agree. The lonely apple left in the apple tree last fall kind of brought my thoughts to those who may be out in the cold and feel they have no one…Have a wonderful weekend.
February 8, 2013 at 10:12 pm
Maurice A. Barry
But who will pick me?
February 8, 2013 at 10:54 pm
That’s a good question/only destiny can tell/mystery picker?
February 15, 2013 at 3:51 pm
Jag såg samma äpple och förvånades över att det ensamt hängde kvar. Pappa berättade att det hade fastnat på en vass pinne och därför inte ramlat ner på marken!
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