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For the poet in you & me...🌹
Wish you a day of great ideas wonderful writers!
“And it was at that age … Poetry arrived in search of me. I don’t know, I don’t know where it came from, from winter or a river. I don’t know how or when, no they were not voices, they were not words, nor silence, but from a street I was summoned, from the branches of night, abruptly from the others, among violent fires or returning alone, there I was without a face and it touched me.”
---Pablo Neruda
“Think of Me”---dedicated to my Nani.
May your soul rest in peace...10-18-2020
“Think of me, think of me fondly When we've said goodbye Remember me, once in a while Please promise me you'll try When you find that once again you long To take your heart back and be free If you ever find a moment Spare a thought for me
We never said our love was evergreen Or as unchanging as the sea But if you can still remember Stop and think of me Think of all the things We've shared and seen Don't think about the way Things might have been
Think of me, think of me waking Silent and resigned Imagine me trying too hard To put you from my mind Recall those days Look back on all those times Think of the things we'll never do There will never be a day When I won't think of you”
“Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things, To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season?” --Robert Frost I wish you a wonderful day everyone!
The Velveteen Rabbit---by Margery Williams Bianco
I wish you a wonderful day of great possibilities everyone! :)
“Weeks passed, and the little Rabbit grew very old and shabby, but the Girl loved her just as much. She loved her so hard that she loved all her whiskers off, and the pink lining to her ears turned grey, and her brown spots faded. She even began to lose her shape, and she scarcely looked like a rabbit any more, except to the Girl. To her she was always beautiful, and that was all that the little Rabbit cared about. She didn't mind how she looked to other people, because the nursery magic had made her Real, and when you are Real, shabbiness doesn't matter.”
“At Last”---a message by Lang Leav
“Love looks pretty on you. Makes you soft, tender, proud. Makes you sit up and take notice. Gives you a home to set down your things. What a blessing it is, to have music and dancing and poetry. What a gift it is, to look at someone and say, I’m so happy to have found you—at last, at last, at long, long last—you’re here.”
A note on the confusion of life… from Dr.Seuss
“You’ll get mixed up, of course, as you already know. You’ll get mixed up with many strange birds as you go. So be sure when you step… step with care and great tact and remember that life’s a great balancing act. Just never forget to be dexterous and deft. And never mix up your right foot with your left.”
