On Depression
They think I am strong
But they are so wrong
The hours and days are long...
While waiting for life's song
Wildhood
Remember when we hiked trails
Camped under exquisite stars
Now we are campfire strong
Full Moon Circle
Me in my nightie on the back porch.
On a cold February night.
Clear circle around the moon.
Seemed like a gift to me.
It was just immense!
I stood in awe.
Lifted arms.
I prayed.
"Thanks."
Beach Memories
Rolled up denim jeans.
Toes pressed against soft, wet sand.
Sweet sunset glimmers.
cailin raine
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