Like colourful shards of stained glass pieced together to tell a story.
Like a bush of lavender in October, heavy with fresh blooms.
My life is a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved.
They may never have known one another,but what counts is that they touched me and quietly altered the course of who I became.
Like a jar of assorted sweets, where every favourite holds a memory.
Like the quiet rhythm of the seasons, each bringing its own kind of grace.
My life is a mosaic of everyone I've loved.

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ReplyDeleteLike the quiet Rhythm of the seasons..... Beautiful!
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