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Mountain mornings in the Rockies.

Life's like that, when you love.

Six Word Story // Life since you’ve been around

Morning sunrises and this big boy.

Mother Earth: A Prayer

Mother, the sun has risen and I feel

the cool wind on my back that is a whisper

of soft voices wishing a good day.

Mother, the ground is soft and I sink slowly

with each step. I wonder if it’s the ground

or if my feet fall heavy on purpose.

Mother, everything around me is alive

the trees call me by name. I stand still,

my body a narrow pillar in the wild.

Mother, I pray for you. This place that

you have built is my tabernacle I have

come for worship but the birds have left the trees.

Mother, I sing to myself as what was once

fresh now is destroyed. Hauled away—

forgotten casualties of war.

Mother, sorry is not the right word.

You have provided everything, you have

spoiled us in our mansion of green and

we have given you nothing.

Mother, I sit silently and wait for the birds to return

Oh, how my heart is full.

Six Word Story

She was a picture painting machine.

Six Word Story; Fergus Daly

I'm sorry, but it happened again

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