I tap
deep into the rich soil
remembering
who I am
raised from the ground
the first time
and
every time
helped to stand
braced in the storm
held softly in rough hand
taught
patience
and
allowed
to grow
foot on the roots
hand on the stem
I tap
remember
and
grow
again
~
Words and Photography ©2018 Tanya Cliff ~ to contact me
Posted in poetry & free verse.
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Lovely!!!
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Thank you, Kunal! I am so glad you liked it.
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Oh my goodness, Tanya! This is wonderful. One of your best.
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Thank you so much, Jennie! That means a lot to me and inspires me. 😊💕
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You are welcome, Tanya, and I’m so glad. 😍
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We all need to remember to grow again! thanks.
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Thank you, Anne! 😊💕
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This is good… on so many levels
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Thank you, Rajiv! I’m glad you liked it.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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Thank you for the share!
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Truly amazing and incredible, ☮️
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Thank you! ☺
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