“A bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives you roses.” – Anonymous
Words shape
our moments
as we move
from one
conversation
to the next,
inspiring
or deflating,
so why do
we waste them
or use them
as weapons?
Speak peace
that clings
like a pleasant
fragrance,
inviting all
within hearing
to linger
and listen.
–C.L. Fisher, July, 2021
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Poetic Meanderings 