Falling water stopped in flight, then slowly flutters to alight. In doing so, it paints our place, our planet, seen in white, from space Slowly changes in seasons slow To browns then greens and flowered glow This strange liquid, a natural show, Is jeweled starlight we call snow
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I'm so glad she is doing better and I hope her complete recovery happens much sooner.
In the meantime, I made her a flower bouquet that didn't require cutting any flowers off at the stem.
She can click here to see it.
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