So much depends
on having good friends.
Unlike the sunflower,
we women need to build,
bubbling with superpower,
yet yearning to feel fulfilled. Continue reading →

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Brenda Davis Harsham

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July 27, 2017

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Freckled Lily

Rippled pond,
dew-strung lawn.
Yawning moon
welcomes dawn. Continue reading →

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Brenda Davis Harsham

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August 12, 2014

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Flower for a Friend

Friends are like flowers.
They bloom, and they inspire.
They make the world beautiful.
We never forget.

Note: I dedicate this post to the memory of Ajaytao. My thoughts and prayers are with his family. He was a bright light in our world, and his spirit continues to brighten our memories. He was a good friend to me, welcoming me here, and I will miss him. I feel blessed to have shared the world with him. Namaste, Brenda

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Brenda Davis Harsham

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January 22, 2014

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Finding Friends Haībun

I’m not the first to ever write about finding friends. And I won’t be the last. I looked at Goodreads quotes about friends, and they number 1071. I felt like the most noble of researchers just continuing to read past page one. Yes, folks, in your honor I actually read page 2! Whew, that’s 60 quotes. Here’s one gem from page 2:

I don’t suppose you have many friends. Neither do I. I don’t trust people who say they have a lot of friends. It’s a sure sign that they don’t really know anyone. — Carlos Ruiz Zafón

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