I’m in a state of curiosity,
Of uncertainty,
Tentatively reaching.
It’s cold out here alone,
The moonlight casting shadows,
An owl screeching.
It’s a time of possibility,
Of probability,
And I’m beseeching.
A tear in my eye,
I raise my head and cry…
To all the gods, the powers that be!
Help me find my damn KEY!
mydaisydaze 
Hope you found it. It looks pretty chilly. 😃
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Top secret…I posed the photo bahahaha…it’s definitely colder than yesterday in Mexico!
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Hahaha! I figured. 😃
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Because I enjoy your blog, I have nominated you for The Versatile Blogger Award. Keep on writing my sweet friend!
https://talesofafamily.blog/2018/03/11/the-versatile-blogger-award/#more-12986
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Thank you so much. You are so kind.
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your’re welcome.
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What a fitting picture. Maybe you should work on set, arranging props?
And the ending of the poem was funny.
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Thanks, it was fun to write and to arrange the photo. That would be a cool job.
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