A collection of signs


Today that which rests atop of a nut.

The wind brought it to my open window.


I now see it as somewhat of a sign.

A small one but others followed.

I took a picture of that little nut tophat, and when I did I saw a sign of cleansing.

My camera had only one other picture on it.


Today might have been a special day, I felt more vigorous than usual.

Perhaps a sign of new beginnings.


I know signs aren’t real, but perhaps it’d be better if they were.


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