A Small Scattering

 Old fears faced and gone,

she laughs and sings a  new song 

on the drive back home.

~

Above and below

bits of blue and wisps of white

fill us with delight.

~

In the big picture

it’s almost always the small

things that matter most.

                                                                                                       JDG

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