Wednesday, July 31, 2013


I drive my regular circuit from home to work to store to friend's house, 
and the crepe myrtles have burst into bloom.
This pink sensation is from the corner of my back yard. 

I think of all the places that are part of my routine
and all the people I meet along the way.
Each with beauty of their own. 

Even when I feel empty, the world is full.

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