Wishies at sunset
dust gold
upon these
realized dreams;
In my heart,
I gather
the bouquets
to preserve
immortally,
for when my soul
someday becomes
f r e e,
I wish
to re-sprinkle
the hope
for others,
like wishies
in the breeze.
Poem and images ©LauraDenise
Your images are stellar and I love the idea of wishes at sunset. 🌞
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😃😍 Thanks, Michele! This was a favorite capture!
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You are welcome. I can see why! 😍
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Beautiful shots, Laura & a fantastic poem 😃
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Thanks, Jez! So glad you enjoyed both! 🙂
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both your words and pic are golden
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Thanks, Beth! I was entranced with the dreamy beauty of it through my lens! 😍
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Gorgeous!
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I loved capturing this! These are among my favorites now. My favorite subject has long been wildflowers/“weeds” in the light. So happy I procrastinated mowing! 😄😍
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Inspiring images and words, Laura!
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Yay! That’s why I write/photograph! Thank you, V.J.! 🙂 ❤
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My. pleasure
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