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Dawning

The sun still slumbers with her head wrapped in a silk scarf of the blackest night blue

Moon hides beneath her coverlet of downy clouds, protecting her eyes from the glare of

morning.

A battalion of stars begin their retreat, marching in union with their batons of twinkling

flashes, off, on, off, on.

And, I slowly emerge from the deep sea of oblivion, encased in a wet suit of sleep,

Opening up to the days beginning with a yawn of applause.

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Happy boomer gal ( read smart, feisty, quirky, adventuresome, funny, sassy woman of a certain generation) willing to share my journey and advice with anyone who would not repeat my mistakes. Happy to fully disclose the joys and pitfalls of love at any age, the heartbreak of aging(or not) and the joys inherent in every day, thru poetry, photography and whatever creative entity that would bring a smile to a hurting heart. Writer, lover, wife, Mother, sister, daughter, friend, missionary, humanitarian, exhorter, educator, activist, student, Bible reader, traveler, advocate, pharmacist. Come along, you won't be bored, I promise!

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