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High Places

October 24, 2013

Archives II1the wind beneath my wings

carries me high

above earth’s troubles

the things, that make me cry..

off to high places

where i can look and see

people who are broken

just like you and me…

life is not easy

sometimes it’s tough

feeling like we muddle

through all of the stuff..

but when our hearts are tender

that’s when we can be strong

a time to embrace life

with the will to go on…

rg

5 Comments leave one →
  1. Ellen permalink
    October 24, 2013 1:33 PM

    Lovely…

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  2. October 24, 2013 4:48 PM

    Beautiful writing, Roberta.

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  3. October 24, 2013 7:30 PM

    We all have a little bit of ‘broken’ in our lives.
    Nicely put. Love the pic. šŸ™‚

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