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There is a sight I hold dear. A misty morning, a grey veil, green hills in the background, lush and abundant. On the fore, at about 100 feet...

Friday, September 21, 2012

Blessed Ordinary


His spirit drained,
Flowing freely through the papers,
Scattered on his desk.
He thought of her,
And he thought of
The lullabies and cradles,
That waited for him.
Love and life,
Were beckoning.

28 comments:

  1. A drained spirit that moves to anticipation of love and life. Lovely sentiment and beautifully written.

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  2. Spirit drained onto the page. Love and life - Beautiful piece.

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  3. How beautiful! I like the idea of finding blessings in the ordinary world.

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    1. I guess we all endeavor to find some. Don't we TMW Hickman. Thank you so much.

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  4. I like this Ruby! Lovely! :D

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  5. Well done. Writing brings strong/cemented AND scattered moments together for me.
    Thanks for sharing :)

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    1. This is really encouraging, braintomahawk. Thank you so much.

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  6. Worker, husband, father - the latter two tempering the first. At the end of the long work day, family will rejuvenate him.

    Beautifully written, Ruby. :-)

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    1. Thank you mywordwall. I loved how you re-expressed my sentiments. The words so beautifully blending in your version.

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  7. How sweet. Sounds like daddy is stuck at work and would rather be with his baby.

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  8. This is such a beautiful and well written piece :D Looking forward to more of your work :D
    AmyBird x

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  9. I love the sentiment of this piece, Ruby! Get home to love and life!!

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  10. Aww a great one.... poor dad and husband, stuck at work.

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  11. Lovely feelings come through your words.

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.