I lOVE listening to you read what you love. So many things I love, like your beautiful poem, that there isn't enough room or time to type them all here. But a few... I love you, I love the smell of wood smoke in the air on a crisp, fall day, the sound of dried corn stalks fluttering in my garden, the smile of my husband, the smell of my cat. I love clean sheets and a thick, down comforter. I love poached eggs and toast, and the smell of pine needles on a hot day. I love stories, friends stories, that I remember and hold dear. I love love.
I lOVE listening to you read what you love. So many things I love, like your beautiful poem, that there isn't enough room or time to type them all here. I love you too!
WOW. This is gorgeous. Hard to choose, by these were my fave lines:
"I love when I hear a true thing and it clangs like a bell.
I love clanging the bell."
I want to grow up to be some version of myself that is like you.
Thanks so much for coming over to read/listen! My sense is that you already are that version of yourself. ❤️❤️❤️
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LOVE your love list, Asha!!
I lOVE listening to you read what you love. So many things I love, like your beautiful poem, that there isn't enough room or time to type them all here. But a few... I love you, I love the smell of wood smoke in the air on a crisp, fall day, the sound of dried corn stalks fluttering in my garden, the smile of my husband, the smell of my cat. I love clean sheets and a thick, down comforter. I love poached eggs and toast, and the smell of pine needles on a hot day. I love stories, friends stories, that I remember and hold dear. I love love.
I love you, too!
I lOVE listening to you read what you love. So many things I love, like your beautiful poem, that there isn't enough room or time to type them all here. I love you too!
I love reading what you write. <3
(And listening to you read it! SO much <3)