A Gift From Warm Hands

A Gift From Warm Hands

Warm Hands A gift isn’t a gift If given with strings attached Or expectations. A true gift is given with your heart And warm hands that let loose With gratitude and grace. Abbe would love to hear your thoughts, connect...
Fairy Dust

Fairy Dust

Fairy Dust Your genes are borrowed Star Dust Formed into being A fairy shines them on them earth And returns them to the skies. Abbe would love to hear your thoughts, contact her at http://www.abberolnick.com
Destined to Repeat

Destined to Repeat

Destined to Repeat Worn shoes follow the Same path. Edges smoothed; grooves shorn of wear. Until each miss taken step is repaired. Success eludes, joined by a cover of despair. Acknowledge the errors in the way, And change the gait. Share your thoughts with Abbe at...
Butterfly Kisses

Butterfly Kisses

Butterfly Kisses If I blink my eyes My lashes filter the moment. And if your cheek is within reach Each lash caresses your essence. If I blink my eyes Time moves forward. My lashes fill with the dust Of what was. But each time they meet your cheek I feel your love....

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