Flowing streams of consciousness
Illuminating shimmering golden light
Traveling through lengthy tunnel
Home f-i-n-a-l-l-y in sight
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Image Credit
© by rgb for “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea”, 2011
Entry for
The Gooseberry Garden
Poetry Picnic Week 14: What I’m Thankful for in My Life
and
Poetry Pantry #76 with Poets United
"On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea" 
Coming home is always a soothing feeling. Your poem brings that forth.
The light at the end of the tunnel calling us home.
Very nice, Becca …
Hugs,
Izzy
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hopeful and beautiful,
😉
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The photo is especially beautiful. The poem, just right!
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“Heavenly sunlight filling my soul with glory divine.” 🙂
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Nothing beats the sweet feeling of being at home. I see the connection between this poem and the next piece. Enjoy your holiday week, happy Thanksgiving.
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home in sight, how divine,
it is great to go through dark tunnel and arrive home in light.
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Great poem and awesome pic of a tunnel, like how you spelled out finally emphasising it.
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Love this, and love the thought. Nothing better than rounding that last bend and seeing the house!
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/11/20/precious-moments/
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At last…the sweet familiarity of home. 🙂
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