It fell from a tree
when its bark turned
from snowy white to salmon pink,
and it landed under my pillow.
My dreams now, smell of fresh forests
and pristine rivers.
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IsyLLiS 
This is a gorgeous piece!
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Thanks so much Sandra for your encouragement. It means a lot. Just having a look -you’ve got a lovely blog..
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Aw thank you IsyLLis 🙂 I’m a bit of a random and infrequent poster but that is lovely encouragement for me too! I like a lot of your pieces so keep it up!
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Happy to connect with you Sandra, see you around 🙂
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