I used to dread when Friday would come and go, I feared you were moving on in life, Without me. Time moved on, and so did my heart. Now I look to Friday with excitement, Seeing only endless possibilities. Love, Cindy
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poetry
Everflowing
“A tree shares its abundant beauty, Willingly and everflowing, Never scared of giving it away, Knowing it will grow more once it’s rested.”-Cindy Garza
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