I no longer walk the same way. My feet have purpose.
I no longer see the same things. My eyes have vision.
I no longer touch lightly. My hands hold your dreams.
Love was just a little girl’s dream. Until I held you.
You shine a light so bright, it’s blinding. Let no one in this universe dull your light. Own it, and spread it. Like the magic you carry around. Touch with it.
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Isabelle, Beautiful words and love the photos, especially the first one which has a very ethereal feel to it. Lovely post as always.
Beautiful set of photos Isabelle!
What refreshingly beautiful images of boyhood….simply stunning 🙂
I think I’m going to copy the words and put them on my wall – beautiful, accompanied by very beautiful pictures as well xxx