Raspberries in Spring

Laughter fills the air

From those with little care

Tickles and frolicking

On this day in Spring

He boyish giggles and grins

Fill a mother’s heart within

Another burst of bubbles blown

Against bare skin

Raspberries in Spring 

Finding the joy within 

Once again



Metta & Ananda

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Published by Tiffany

Writing out my thoughts has helped me to gain a new perspective of myself. In sharing these writings, it is my hope to help others to better understand themselves. It is my belief that with each of us who chooses this path of greater understanding of thy self, that it inspires others to do the same. This building momentum is the force that drives me to share, for in my vulnerability, I find my strength. I believe that you can also find yours there. ~~~In reading some of my posts, you will see that growth is not always pretty. It is in breaking apart and coming undone that a seed sprouts and breaks free of its own captivity. It is also out of mud that the lotus blossoms. ~~~Please join me in seeing the beauty of growth within the deconstruction of our limiting beliefs. ~~T.C.

12 thoughts on “Raspberries in Spring

      1. Bless you. I hope the journey is fairly smooth and that your destination is visible. I agree, that saying reminds me of hope and promise and all things wonderful. The sun is now hiding and rain took its place.

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      2. Bless you, too, Sweet Annie!
        I agree re the saying. It is so sweet when I hear it!
        Yes, it is raining here too, I believe it will all day! Love and blessings to you on your journey. For me, I find that the bumps help me to appreciate the smooth roads all the more. Now just to slip back into my writing some more. I’ve missed it! ❤️

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      3. I’ve missed you, sweetie, a lot. I cannot wait for summer and all that it will bring in terms of ideas for writing and long lazy days and daydreams. Much love x

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  1. Tiffany, it’s beautiful, and it’s put a smile on my face. I can see that play time went very, very well. I had a similar experience with my son yesterday, he’s 36, lives in Elizabeth City. and I don’t get to spend time alone with him as much i’d like. We made that trip to NJ and picked up the chiller. The seller, Carl, provided us with a flight of 4 different home brews that he has on tap in his kitchen. He is serious about his beer. We drove 734 miles in just 15 hrs but it was an awesome time with him. I love raspberry punch, just sayin..
    Happy Easter!, He is Risen!, He is Risen indeed Ken

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