sojourn journeys end is near fluttering final dances ragged wings hold, still Shared Dreams GrowClick to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... 2 thoughts on “sojourn” Add yours Stunning photographs LikeLiked by 1 person Reply thanks! amazing how they flutter between the jagged bristles on these thistles without getting pierced, time wears their wings down to tatters not the thorns . . .they know just where the cushiony flowers are and fly true LikeLike Reply Comments welcome . . . Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
thanks! amazing how they flutter between the jagged bristles on these thistles without getting pierced, time wears their wings down to tatters not the thorns . . .they know just where the cushiony flowers are and fly true LikeLike Reply
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thanks! amazing how they flutter between the jagged bristles on these thistles without getting pierced, time wears their wings down to tatters not the thorns . . .they know just where the cushiony flowers are and fly true
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