Our words are our signature –
How delicately they are strung
Like chains across a room
Either binding to take captive
Or as fairy lights strung joyfully
Each story carrying the mark
Of its maker hiding nothing
Our words are our signature –
How delicately they are strung
Like chains across a room
Either binding to take captive
Or as fairy lights strung joyfully
Each story carrying the mark
Of its maker hiding nothing
Poems and Petals 
lovely…..
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site and commented:
By the great Vonita.
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Words like fairy lights are extra special when shared with those we love. 🙂
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Yes, absolutely! 😊
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