Those Showerings

Even though there’s no wind,

not even a breeze,

I am showered with

small, white petals

as I start on my way.

Perhaps this is a reminder.

Even in these chaotic times,

small blessings are everywhere

if we but look.

                                                          JDG

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One comment on “Those Showerings

  1. True and beautiful.

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