Posted by Mama on Dec 21, 2011 in Mindfulness, Recent Posts | 6 comments
Crammed in small space,
I open my heart to find room.
Closets full: pain, patience.
A friend gave me a
cup made with bare hands. Smiling
coffee warms belly.
A tiny house in
winter teaches things we can’t
name. Oh, but we feel.
Days will lengthen, though
cloud cover blurs day and night.
I know the Sun shines.
Light clears ridge sooner
Than before. Hope has returned.
Thank you, dear Lora.
Looove! And looove your holiday card! Sister is beautiful! Tell her we are dancing to Christmas music in her honor!
Miss you, friend.
creativity abounds in the Tiny House Family houshold……….you are all artists, we are all artists
Come visit, Ya Ya!