It’s hard to accept as true, those summer days are numbered and few. Time lingers - for not a soul. I still hold on, I won’t let go. Then again, there is that Thursday thing going on too., leading me straight into the weekend, almost — at rolling over in clover.

A golden ray of sunshine - those are the kind of days that are sure to make a memory.

This post is dedicated to #SunThursday by @Uwelang because even though the sun isn't showing, it is shining down in all of its glory.

You can always find a little beauty despite the things in your life, true? "Every rose has its thorns" — at the garden of life.

Happy are those that rain sunshine down upon another. To grow and feel encouraged by those around us— at the corner of happiness and sunshine.

I said I'll love you 'til the end of time
Say you'll be mine
Say you'll be mine
Push those words back
To me, don't you see
So I will know
Today and forever
You are mine, you are mine
Say you'll be mine

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Flowers. There must always be flowers. Because they color my world, every single day.

Bloom where you are planted, wherever, however

¸.♥´¸.•♥¨) Let the sun shine in on your life
So the joy may touch your soul
(¸.•´♥ (¸.•´ ♥

I am sure that everyone is a veteran of blowing bubbles. It is remarkable that something so simple can bring so much happiness - to so many people. It doesn't discriminate against sex, race or religion. There are streams of laughter; people have fun blowing bubbles and trying to catch them.

Be back in a few. Off to capture the joy!!!

And just that quick, this show is over. Tag me and I will visit you too! Thank you for allowing me to muse about and as always, I wish you a wonderful day!

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Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post again and again. And remember always- kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.

I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.

they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?

i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.

later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,

"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"

warsan shire

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