A little spark of hope... Introduction: We all know the pandemic is tough. So I'm not going to remind you 😉. But there are some things that will make us feel a little spark of joy, no matter how small.
I'm so sorry I haven't been posting. Here's a poem for you: Leaf Fall Crimson leaves fall to the ground as if nothing is wrong. Their nearly silent crinkling is something more like a song. Snow falls down in silent waves, too early for Fall. In a big world, everything makes you feel so small. The shame, the anger, and aggression too, the rage, the horrible hate, That people bring with them everywhere, makes the love a little bit late.
Hi Ted!
ReplyDeleteTed did not like my brother lol... he mainly just hopped to me. (sorta. Not really)
DeleteStill, no toad ever liked me:(
DeleteIf you find many toads, or frogs, I bet one will like you.
DeleteIt's only a matter of time! 😊
DeleteI just noticed that his eyes are very beautiful, also, is he still there?
ReplyDeleteIn my yard? I think he is! He might be hibernating or something for Winter.
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