thankfulness
Obviousness
is shadowed
this day by thankfulness.
is shadowed
this day by thankfulness.
Observation. Affection. Emotion. Reflection.
And the sun goes down. The night: cognizant.
posted by Sir James Eric Watkins at 1:55 AM
Friday, November 24, 2006
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4 Comments:
I didn't want to be the one who spoke in the preceding piece.
I didn't want to be the one who intruded on your thoughts, your vision, your heart.
So I plunk here, in time, lest I disturb the seeing and cause you pain.
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I hope you and yours enjoyed the day of thanksgiving. Me and mine foundered on food and drifted into dreams while the Chiefs played football, and actually won. Yippy. xx, Lori
I actually had this vision at a filling station, then, of course, some spoke....
It causes not pain, for pain accompanies all other emotions for me. My mind (my heart) separates them not.
thankx.
What a wonderful poem. It captures what Thanksgiving is all about.
I had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I can tell you did as well.
hugs, Becky
P.S. I have been trying leave comments on blogger for three days. It would only allow me to leave comments on a few. Just wanted to let you know you were not forgotten.
The first three line are tremendous. I could think about them for a long time.
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