
Inside your soft cradle of care
I can uncoil myself
Knowing
The fires that blaze below
Cannot reach me here
healing – connecting – empowering – thriving
Inside your soft cradle of care
I can uncoil myself
Knowing
The fires that blaze below
Cannot reach me here
Beautiful, Sara.❤️
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Thank you! 😊💕
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That’s such a sweet poem. Beautifully penned, Sara!
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Thank you! 😊💕
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A beautiful poem to go with a spectacular drawing. I do love your art!!
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Thank you! That means a lot! 💕
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A lovely verse. ❤️❤️🙏
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Thank you, Diana. 💕
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Beautiful, Sara – words and image.
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Thank you! 😊💕
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My pleasure
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Wow..! Beautiful sketch..!
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Thank you! 😊💕
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My pleasure..!
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