A total stranger wrote me a poem yesterday
but the ones I loved most only wrote me lies.
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therighttothink50 · 56-60, M
Tumbling Tumbleweed navigates her way through life,
Cutting through the weeds, the desert and the strife,
A joyous soul, finding a new role,
Making herself whole while helping friends and strangers escape the cold,
Spreading joy and bringing new light as others around her fight,
Fighting through the maze in countless ways attempting to make everything right,
Ms Tumble ever so humble an enigma and a jumble,
Taking photos of nature which display the many things she brings,
As now she sings and the new year in she rings…..ding, dong, ding, dong, ding……
If I Were A Bell, from Guys And Dolls (1955)
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Cutting through the weeds, the desert and the strife,
A joyous soul, finding a new role,
Making herself whole while helping friends and strangers escape the cold,
Spreading joy and bringing new light as others around her fight,
Fighting through the maze in countless ways attempting to make everything right,
Ms Tumble ever so humble an enigma and a jumble,
Taking photos of nature which display the many things she brings,
As now she sings and the new year in she rings…..ding, dong, ding, dong, ding……
If I Were A Bell, from Guys And Dolls (1955)
[media=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KMLq68cMMNk]