The mood was festive
The food was spread
Warmth permeated the interiors of my garden shed
Revelling in joy, I felt
'Tis the season of kindness
There's always a season to help.
A smile, a gentle word and a hug
Don't count much
But, they have the power
To brighten someone's life
Just keep trying.
Kindness is free
And it's so easy
The hardest part is being discreet
When there's no one to see
Except for the contentment that follows
When our goodness mellows.
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Ethereal Expressions
PoetryEthereal Expressions are dewdrops in the chaos of consciousness. Sprinkled with words, they are a peek and dive into the realm of self and shells. My poems have no titles due to the diversity in perception and understanding. I'd love my readers to h...