There was a time when we could huddle and come close to laugh and smile. It is important that we notice the times that overflowed with love. There were unexpected needs to fill and so we tried to fill them. Cotton bags with books plastic bags to fill the bellies. It is important that we notice there are those with greater need. Baby chicks that fill the heart a son’s recipe for the world’s best cookies. It is important that we stop and notice when there is sweetness in the air. There were birthdays that were celebrated flowers that grew love. It is important that we notice when things are done with love. Look up into the sky for peace. It’s so easy to forget. It is important that we notice places where light and earth connect. There were lessons to be learned. Familiar faces in strange new places. It is important that we notice places where there’s great need to reconnect. The dried flowers and their seeds promised hope would grow again. It is important to remember that not all our hopes come true. Remember to look up again to experience the good. It is important to take time to notice the place where light and night caress before they say goodbye. There are poems that exist that help us say goodbye. It is important that we notice when it’s time for us to say goodbye. There were times to start anew. Bruised and tired on occasion. It is important that we notice when it’s time to stop and find a day to start again. And there are little things around us. They remind us to find joy. It is important that we notice every little thing the goodness that surrounds us. Through inevitable accidents that force a time for rest. It is important that we notice things will carry on without us. In times of healing rest, there are memories of years ago of tiny feet, in tiny summer shoes. It is important that we notice those we love. It is important that they know. There were battles fought with quiet strength. Battles not yet finished. It is important that we stand for things. So, stand for things that are important. Those tiny feet,
in tiny shoes, not tiny anymore, continue learning how to stand for something. It is important that we notice what we do who we are and what we stand for We plant seeds that do take root.
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Suzy
10/21/2020 05:41:50 am
What a succinct treasury in words and pic!
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Katina
10/23/2020 03:04:49 pm
Love it! This is the most beautiful thing to have come out of 2020. What a great idea to break up the text with the photos. The interaction of text and photo works really well like this! My friend, you are a poet and you didn't know it!
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Kristin Dungan
11/3/2020 07:04:36 pm
So blessed to have you as a friend. This poem helped me remember the things that are important....love, goodness, hope.
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