the moment when light
through colored glass turns sunshine
into magic
2021 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: I’ve found a gentle, pure space this Sunday evening to contemplate poets past. So many talented wordsmiths, so little spare time. May someone’s words be your window to magic as these were for me:
entranced by
nothing
that
gentle pure
space
it’s worth
centuries of
existence
say
just to scratch your neck
while looking out the window at
a bare branch
― You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense
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Friendly Fairy Tales 
Excellent words! Thank you 🙂🎉
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Lovely, Brenda.
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Thanks!
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the glass, the words – smooth and colorful as ever
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Thanks, Beth!
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The colored designed glass is pure magic and your words enthrall the soul.
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Thanks, Vishal. Have a wonderful day!
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You seriously rock Brenda.
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Aw, thanks, Cindy!
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