delicate pink petals
pinch my heart–
the memories come flooding,
tumbling,
racing
into the space that is now,
that was then,
that was when
we were young
Pink Petals
delicate pink petals
pinch my heart–
the memories come flooding,
tumbling,
racing
into the space that is now,
that was then,
that was when
we were young
spanishwoods 
That was then eh? Yeah 😦
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Some days, it’s like that.
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Eany day with a letter “y” in it 😀
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Lovely!
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Thank you.
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Nice, lovely thoughts to ponder. 🙂
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A little melancholy perhaps, but sometimes that’s ok too. 🙂
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ah, sweet memories
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Yes, they are.
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This is very beautiful.
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Thank you Nico.
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Lovely.
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Thank you.
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Beautiful, Sylvia 🙂
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Thanks Eliza 🙂
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“pinch my heart” — such an emotionally descriptive phrase.
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Sometimes it feels like that, right?
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it sure does . . .
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So beautiful.
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Thank you.
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