Farm house wisdom..
it is through our hard work -
that we find our respite.
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if i look back, i am lost
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
One Nice Bug Per Day
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Not today Justin

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Xuebing Du
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@suzanneodland
Farm house wisdom..
it is through our hard work -
that we find our respite.
In my dreams, I saw the blooms, of springtime buds, warm and willing.
I wish I had a writing chair, from which to write and far off stare, right smack dab here in my cozy lair
Today I live another day of life, with a million wonders inside.
girls twitter boys smile Does she like me? Do you think he could be mine? teen pool hijinks in the good ol' summertime.
©2015 Suzanne Odland
Sometimes I miss the obtuse girl of my youth, who had no clue, yet never fretted on what to do. Onward! She cried! Courageous on cue!
©2015 Suzanne Odland
Over the sandy stones she walks, a million miles into her soul.
©2015 Suzanne Odland
Water helps the soul know, what to speak.
©2015 Suzanne Odland
Recoiling back, she takes one last breath- letting go, to catch her new life
©2015 Suzanne Odland
Through all her faults, I see the light.
A summer sleeveless dress tucked in a closet back, pushing, struggling to be seen at last, waiting for its day in the sun.
©2015 Suzanne Odland
Red shoe laces, another fine day at life's races, I'm just not sure what I've won
She wakes, singing of luck on a funny day, anticipating the best yet to come.
I want to take a spring lilac bath, in branches, drooping heavy, from a hard nights rain.
#poem #poetry #lilac #suzanneodland
I want to take a spring lilac bath, in branches, drooping heavy, from a hard nights rain.
She drinks of lotus leaves Like lemon pepper sundaes Swirling in utter delight
Drums Pound With tempo In my soul
Striking at a seam Waiting to burst forth a new self
Untamed, Unfettered Unyielding to a Universe of Wonder
©2015 Suzanne Odland