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Writer's pictureTimothy Johnson

Shaped by things to come

A heart shaped by the tides of time.

Old wounds that become mended.

Soft winds blowing on the home front.


A child touched by a tender heart.

A mother's sense of harmony flowing in her soul.

The keenness of nature such as the bald eagle.


The integrity in the heart of a young father.

The eternal flame of love's touch.

A special bond between a daughter and a mother.


Freedom revived at the start of a new day.

Tranquil waves of serenity rolling onto the shores of Ireland.

A new purpose onto a brighter path

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