Madam Bonsai Tree
I am listening, are you?
Are you open to letting go of fantasy situations? Do you appreciate growth?
At this point, I dream of trimming your branches by a millimeter at a time.
I felt these lassos hurled and tied would appear like King-Kong styled tie downs.
Beat your chest mama! Growl and let me know confined spaces trigger restlessness for you too.
I love getting back to self-initiated mindfulness first thing in the morning.
Focus on me. May it appear my morning stretches appear linear.
Lemon Drop, you’re getting squeezed nonstop I bet.
I regret to be scared. At least I admit it. Now. Flaring flames lit on the broken hose spooks these jump ropers.
I’m standing less impaired with these misused tracks on the ground before me. I would stomp em but I create beautiful art. I’d like to restart my heart with you framed for that too. Fine. I’ll go on, continuing to feel good.
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Stephen Wayne Keech
I like this morning’s post, It has a good mix & flow to it.