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B is for ... Bucket Lists

There hang in my heart,
My bucket lists. Yes! There
In my heart and not on walls,
My "To Do before I Die" lists.
Of all sorts. A little ambition, some dreams,
Part contentment, part insatiable appetite.
Some things crossed with passing days,
More to cross off. Many to chose from.
Always incomplete,
The bucket lists ever growing,
The checklists of wonderful things that
I will accomplish some day. One day.
Before I die. Before this mortal dust
Withers away.
And I thank God with
All my heart for all this healthy yearning
He blessed me with. These lists, that keep me
Bursting with vigor. I enjoy ticking off the
Boxes from my lists, collecting souvenirs
The life has to offer.
I am alive. I have bucket lists.
And I am grateful for that.
Thank you God!


Jenny Matlock
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  1. AnnesphamilyMay 28, 2015 at 10:41 AM

    Wonderfully written! My bucket list has grown a bit short. I am a dreamer and I have a handful of places I want to go before I get too old! Thoughtful post, thanks for sharing.

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsMay 28, 2015 at 3:22 PM

      Thank you Anne.
      A handful of places to visit and many books to read in my list too. But as I said, it is the yearning that matters.

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  2. Simple HomeMay 28, 2015 at 9:36 PM

    I just read A....Abundance, which was wonderful, and B...Bucket Lists is too. You are a very talented writer my friend!

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsMay 28, 2015 at 10:03 PM

      Thank you so much. I am so encouraged and honored to hear such appreciation from you.
      I hope that you follow the entire gratitude series.
      Stay blessed.

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  3. Su-sieee! MacMay 28, 2015 at 10:13 PM

    Sweet! I think about writing a bucket. Maybe I ought to so I will make the things I want to do truly come true.
    The View from the Top of the Ladder

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsMay 28, 2015 at 10:49 PM

      That sounds so good. I am glad I could inspire you to think of a bucket.

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  4. IngridMay 29, 2015 at 12:47 AM

    I don't have a bucket list ! I take things how they come until the "bitter" end !

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsMay 29, 2015 at 8:40 AM

      You are blessed with contentment. Stay blessed, stay happy

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    2. BettyMay 29, 2015 at 1:48 PM

      I enjoyed that! I'm getting older...I'd better get busy. I've been talking forever about getting all the old family photographs in order...and scanning all the slides!

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    3. Whispering ThoughtsMay 31, 2015 at 5:54 PM

      Hey Betty ... Good to hear from you ... That sounds like a very interesting project

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  5. RainJune 1, 2015 at 9:57 AM

    That was lovely ! I need to make a real bucket list...pen to paper now, not just in my head, thanks for the inspiration !!! ;)

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsJune 3, 2015 at 12:00 PM

      Thank you Rain ... I am glad that this little piece inspired you. Honored. Thank you once again

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  6. JennyJune 4, 2015 at 2:23 PM

    Oh, this is beautifully written!

    And so thoughtful!

    I have a garden list just so I remember all the things I want to do before I forget them all! ha!

    Thanks for linking for the letter B.

    A+

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