From Deciduous to Evergreen Writing started in November’s sad darkness with words falling with the leaves that match lost thoughts never written but cast away unloved, unspoken but upon this page they surge and rise for others read and take them in new leaves of literature waiting to flower and friendship formed sketching life’s changes in the word. No subject’s barred, or sorrow slated only gentle suggestion and courtesy, fear not to post and read others and a journey will be opened where the thought will form be written and posted and hang forever evergreen. Carolyn O’Connell
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