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All The Small Things

Do you see how that tiny
smudge
Transforms into green
Reaches for something
Something out there
Unseen

How it aches just to matter
ToΒ exist
Just...to be...
Tiny green shoot...aching...
To dream

Then, do you see the
response
See life call to its own, whisper

Come to me small thing
Come claim your small throne
And...
Matter...

M P 30/4/21

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Gwendoline

Every little thing matters. Even those trivial unnoticed things matter. I actually got an onion in my shopping that’s sprouting, so I decided to plant it. It seemed keen to grow :)
love and hugs πŸ’—Β 
Gwen xΒ 

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Marion

Lol..
you old softy you πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜„πŸ€—

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Marion

Aw ..so am I love. The other day out back there was a hard shelled crawling black thing ...turned over on its back kicking it's little legs in the sun..I turned it over several.times but it's legs were gone and it kept flipping back onto.its back. I had to crush it in mercy but it really upset me...some would say I'm ridiculous but those would be the arrogant that insist only humans matter! πŸ˜”πŸ˜”

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Gwendoline

Awe see you did all you could to try and help it. Sadly it would of died a slow death laying on its back. But like you, I would of felt terrible having to crush it. Even if it’s for the best. We can be softies together πŸ˜‚πŸ€—xΒ 

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Marion

Thanks so much Linda x

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Jill Tait

Awwww man πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•

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Marion

How are you sleeping Mrs Tait? Xx

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Jill Tait

I have to get out away frim his constant popping n blowin but he goes mental if catches me sneakin to loo from yards away in spare room hes a bloody nutcase luv xx

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Marion

Nothing worse than a snoring man...only answer is to murder him...πŸ˜πŸ˜πŸ˜†

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Jill Tait

Not snoring its poppin n blowin every sec lolΒ 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

a compassionate mind and a charitable reaching heart, how I cherish the kind and endeavor to gain a regal start.................................................................Jim

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Marion

Aw...that's a lovely little verse Jim.
i can't bear anything to hurt and suffer...I am more tuned into animals than people myself...that may be a fault of mine πŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ€ͺπŸ˜πŸ˜†

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