The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

What We Missed While Driving

sweet smells breezed in from the woods . . .


sunshine and the joy of shade . . .


spiders laying out welcome mats . . .


 wild flowers, sweet berries . . .


 a new perspective . . . 


sassafrass and prickly pears . . .


 the sound of silence . . .


 how sweet cold water really tastes . . .




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