
A rocking chair and the gap between your stories. I hung in that quiet and on your every last word. Your voice for my heart, your silence for my soul. Then, it was time for tea…

A rocking chair and the gap between your stories. I hung in that quiet and on your every last word. Your voice for my heart, your silence for my soul. Then, it was time for tea…

The next word can never be freed without the key that unlocked the first. – Ash

Change must be a want, or it’ll always remain a won’t. – Ash

New year, new chapters – Ash

When I change into the seasonal writer, it’s all about Christmas. It’s a holiday from the rest of my words. – Ash

Thank you, reader. Thanks to every last one of you for being a follower of Earth to Ash. And to the digital passerby who for some reason found your screen with this small piece of the internet flAshing back at you…thank you, too. I don’t do these sorts of posts enough, I admit. Forgive me. But with this weekend being Thanksgiving weekend. It’s the perfect chance to acknowledge how grateful I am. For you. I would be a silent soul, lost for words. Your loyalty means everything.
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