 Like love, It's hard to trust the spring, Smiling sweetly, Beckoning I must say I've been fooled before My skin left unprotected And in the sudden shifting winds, I was frozen and rejected But wearing too much blocks the touch Of Love's caressing breath Summer's promise is on Spring's lips But it's not quite here just yet. In the meantime, still I realize I just have to take that chance Spring's sun is irresistible, Love's breeze is like a dance. But I've been fooled by both before, Those two experienced players So I use an old New England trick: Always dress in layers! c. 2004.
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Celebrating all
that she is, loves, and learns 
Welcome to the fruits of my mind, rich with flavor and heavy with thought...bold and fresh, and sometimes bruised... Like life, they can be gentle or intense, tough or tender, full of pain or full of grace.
This is life through the eyes of a modern-day Eve-- An Eve who has seen and felt the ages, learned to live and dream in a world where we've already tasted the fruit... It's not always roses, but that's life... for bitter or sweet. 
...aftertaste...I remember when life was simple and pure, when we had but ask and it be given. It is now a different day, a different time, a different place... 
...A mile in my shoes...
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