She Watches From her Sunny Front Porch
concerned I’ll awaken her kits.
I hope to be invited in to her
world of filtered light
of poppy and sweet grass beds.
We will drink Jupiter’s beard tea
and speak softly from our hearts
of stones and earth and
the ground we all walk upon
where no one is a loser.
Photo taken at near San Francisco’s East Bay Shoreline Park where graffiti artist and ground squirrels freely roam and mingle.
Light Words 
Just came from a first grade class, and yes, I would love to join you with the squirrels right now.:) -Jennifer
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You’re welcome any time..the first grader’s too 🙂 ~Carol
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those last two lines brought tears to my eyes. this is a gem. I love the companionship found in and shared with nature that this expresses. Thank you from the deep well of my heart.
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I am always amazed and surprised by what is comes out when I start writing. I am grateful we can speak softly from our hearts even if it is at such a great distance. blessed be
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I too have that experience of watching words unfold before me. It’s magical and awe-filled.
Blessed be.
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I breath deeply, smile and say yes it is a transcendent experience when it happens. Thank you.
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🙂
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Well Happy Mother’s day to your adorable squirrel. It is a lovely poem. Have you named her yet?
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Thank you for the Mother’s day wish Barbara. I didn’t think of naming her but Rockie comes to mind 😉
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Sounds like a winner to me.
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