Our Own Quiet World

 A L O H A  From

H O N O L U L U

Hand to hold,

Love and warmth enfold life's truest treasure isn't gold.

Health of heart blooms It's quiet ways, In peaceful hearts On sunlit days.

Sun-dried wildflowers,

dusty and true, Each petal a story About me and you.

Yes, I'm rich, not in gold or parade, But in the glittering heap Of rich moments we've made. Our life spun of sunbeams

and a sprinkle of blues, Tapestry of moments Stitch by stitch Me and you.

Come in, sit near Let the silence unfurl, Our riches bloom best in our own quiet world. Cloudia Charters ꤛꤜꤛꤜꤛꤜꤛꤜ

Love You,

Pixie & Cloudia

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Linking To
Monday Murals
Jaipur Garden Affair

We live in our own Quiet World,
out of which we can accomplish
much of real value that
our society badly needs!

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The red blossom in photo 3:

Flower of Delonix regia Tree

commonly called flamboyant or royal poinciana.