A place where you can be human.
There’s too much snow
It’s to my knees
and everything I need
is hidden below
I have to plant seeds,
side the house
and these gutters
won’t clean themselves
My days are spent salting and shoveling.
Cringing from the snow
that fell in my boot
I liked it in the beginning
I liked it during winter
but now
it’s just too much.
-Saschia Johnson
Someone do a spring dance please. I don’t one but I’m willing to learn.
Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with. View more posts
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