day 125

i amble along with a teetering gait
bypass the puddles in my path
i listen as nature speaks to me
while thoughts of day do congeal
at times i’m in a brambly place
where thorns do scratch and sting my skin
so i pluck the sweet and move along
return to open fields again

5.5.17

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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

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