Gratitude, The Challenge....

Winters End


A blurry and cold winters day, one of many, one of few, one that leads with nothing to do. Lost along the chilly night comes with small and sweet delights. Alone again, the morning sun, rises high and warms the sky, the land and my cold hands. Far above, shall I go, to a place that no one knows, beyond the shade beyond the trees, a place to find the honey bees.

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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