My Gift To Myself

My Gift To Myself

My gift to myselfEach day I view anewEach night I review.I dream of the impossibleSee the twinkling smile as if I’m the starWithin the vast cosmos.When I stumble on the stoneHear the pebble crunch alongMy worn path,I pause,Feeling the road.The stars guide my wayDown...
The Giving Season

The Giving Season

The Giving SeasonI love to write, and I love to read.I don’t like marketing. So, I’ll whisper this in your earAs a secret.If you go to my website at https://abberolnick.com/And order direct from the author, me,My publisher sends the book directly to you.I have...
An Unexpected Gift

An Unexpected Gift

An Unexpected GiftTake this to warm you.A shawl woven in blue and yellowA hand-me down momentWhere eyes met And women connect.A pebble glistening in the sunRainbows of metallic pastsHoned by the river’s edgeA skipping stoneHeart shaped in time and hope.Lichen, crusty...
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...

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