Dear Enigma Ann The ideas of what constitutes ‘enough’ visit my campsite like lightning bugs. I am intrigued and uplifted with the sparks and smoke from the fire. Is more ever enough? It might be getting late to fan the flames. It is deep dark and the starlight may suffice to walk the way home. I am an old man with little poems. Let it be … as you say … enough. … Words Copyright David L White Thank you for visiting and taking some time for your self.
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Sunday, September 15, 2024
Dear Enigma Ann
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