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Perspective

Granny often sat
By the small window
Admiring
What I thought was
Just a lonesome bunch,
Now green, now graying,
Now glistening with raindrops,
She, however,
Saw

Life dancing in every single leaf.


Picture courtesy Trifextra - Trifecta Writing Challenge


Linking with Trifextra : Week Eighty-One
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  1. IvyAugust 17, 2013 at 10:12 PM

    "Life dancing in every single leaf"

    That line sums it up beautifully. What a lovely, tender piece. :) Great job with the prompt!

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  2. AnonymousAugust 18, 2013 at 12:21 AM

    Well crafted.

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  3. DraugAugust 18, 2013 at 6:04 AM

    This is a beautiful piece!

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  4. UnknownAugust 18, 2013 at 10:02 AM

    Sometimes you have to get older to see these things :) Lovely piece.

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  5. Valerie BoersmaAugust 18, 2013 at 10:56 AM

    I agree with Jo-Anne! I love everything about this piece and that last line was absolutely stunning!

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsAugust 25, 2013 at 6:59 AM

      Thank you Valerie. Your words are a great encouragement

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  6. brudbergAugust 18, 2013 at 1:22 PM

    A great buildup to that awesome last line.

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  7. AnonymousAugust 18, 2013 at 1:48 PM

    This is gorgeous. I like what her aging eyes allow her to see - great last line!

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsAugust 25, 2013 at 7:00 AM

      I am glad to hear such encouraging sentiments from you Janna

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  8. Jayne MartinAugust 19, 2013 at 11:42 AM

    Beautiful. Gave me a little lump in my throat.

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