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A little bit about moi:
I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator.
I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors.
Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka.
I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other.
http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com
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Tournesol dans un Jardin 
Ugh! Those naughty stray cats! The neighborhood stray killed all the doves at my house, sadly. 😦
Still! I like how you’ve handled “surprise” here. 🙂
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Thank, kiddo:)
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That’s nature I would say … nice way of approaching surprise Cheryl Lynn
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Glad you enjoyed it, thank you:)
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I fall when I am distracted by nature – surprise
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Well that has happened to me too but this poem was not me falling for real:)
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But what a way to go down! (I hope you didn’t hurt yourself too badly though.)
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You`re so sweet, Martha. This was fiction:)
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That is a relief!
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To slip is the danger of winter..
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Yes, well I`ve confronted Mister Winter this year and put studs on the soles of my boots now. The icy sidewalks have not melted since Jan 1st but I showed ’em 😉
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