Whisper
My name, morning
Frost wraps around hedgerows,
Breath rises like holy incense,
Sacred
The day
The stillness is pierced by birdsong,
My name is in the song,
Written boldly,
Shining
Whisper
My name, morning
Frost wraps around hedgerows,
Breath rises like holy incense,
Sacred
The day
The stillness is pierced by birdsong,
My name is in the song,
Written boldly,
Shining
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Lovely ✨
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Thanks Paula
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That’s beautiful, Lorraine! It’s a song on its own 🎶 💕💚
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Bless you Karla, thank you so much ❤️
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You’re welcome, sweet friend. Blessings to you both! ❤️💚🎄💕🙏🏻
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