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My neighborhood, Historic Kenwood is full of little cottages and bungalows.
There's always a surprise around the corner. I would love to have a look inside, maybe on my next lap I'll knock on the door!
Grief
like a moonless July night
saturated with longing
A mind trembled
Pain
thoughts of a winter garden
where heavy drapes of
prayer fell
Kneel
prayer, an ever
cooling spring in the
first suggestion of morning
a cool breeze
a melting morning star
Love
Susan