The window of the soul
Is the mountain peaks
The ocean waves
The skunks
The birds
Babies
And every joy
That comes
My way
Like an aperol spritz
Lovely
You appreciate every experience you have, that's nice. : )~Sheri
I love your poem! It represents NC well! 😊
Great images!
I probably don't have the same appreciation for skunk that you do, but I love that you thought to include them.@Get Lost in Lit
Sounds beautiful, Regine!
A balm for the soul. All except the skunk. 😉
How beautiful, again no so sure about skunks (I think the fall affected them adversely)...I was born and lived in western NC until the age of 12...it is a beautiful place!
Beautiful blog
Lovely poem! :)
I love an aperol spritz.
Super :-D
Beautiful!
Sounds like a wonderful place to be!BlessingsMaxine
Beautiful, that is what I feel about Michigan!
Lovely
ReplyDeleteYou appreciate every experience you have, that's nice. : )
ReplyDelete~Sheri
I love your poem! It represents NC well! 😊
ReplyDeleteGreat images!
ReplyDeleteI probably don't have the same appreciation for skunk that you do, but I love that you thought to include them.
ReplyDelete@Get Lost in Lit
Sounds beautiful, Regine!
ReplyDeleteA balm for the soul. All except the skunk. 😉
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful, again no so sure about skunks (I think the fall affected them adversely)...I was born and lived in western NC until the age of 12...it is a beautiful place!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful blog
ReplyDeleteLovely poem! :)
ReplyDeleteI love an aperol spritz.
ReplyDeleteSuper :-D
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a wonderful place to be!
ReplyDeleteBlessings
Maxine
Beautiful, that is what I feel about Michigan!
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