I can define my future …
by my actions of today
for all I do and say
will eventually replay
each lesson I must know
careful of the seeds I sow
for they will surely grow
it’s alright, it’s okay
life is various shades of grey
I can make it through the day
if I let fear or anxiety reign
it brings so much pain
distraction keeps me sane
no need to let things fester
as we are all in this together
so healthier to make it better
be sure I share loving kindness
not harsh angry blindness
much wiser to be selfless
to really become whole
kind patience my goal
love and hope nourish my soul
I was able to ‘gift’ a little free library with some donated books.
I try to stop by when I am on other errands just to straighten it out – not all seem to think spines out and order is justified – even for that small space.
((Hugs))
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We need a ‘love’ button. This entire poem spoke deeply to me. Thank you.
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Living in the present mindfully should take care of future. As always…well said. 🙂
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“Will eventually replay” – yes, so much truth in your words! I especially like this line because I think people sometimes forget that “eventually” doesn’t mean “right this very minute”. Life requires patience.
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much patience … and the longer you wait the more it multiplies, good and bad 🙂
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We become our thoughts, our actions now determine the future that will fall upon us, indeed. Plant the seeds of happiness and see the mighty tree of joy shading us from storms. Certainly there will be weeds but even weeds can bear beautiful wildflowers. 🙂
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Wonderful poem…really says it all! 🙂
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Beautiful thoughts , beautifully expressed💗💗
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Your poem (and, of course, you) puts it exactly right, Kate. What we choose to do right now fills out the order form for what will be delivered tomorrow. Naturally, Fate’s randomness determines what’s in the package too, though we still have the greater influence over its contents.
As you observe, Life unfolds largely in the varied middle channel between the shores. Still, the mindsets we avoid and the ideals toward which we strive do present in sharper tones. Their signals, either warning us from the shoals, or beaconing us forward, must be clear to carry through the daily fog.
We are aspirational, after all, and we should seek what we might do, instead of merely settling for what we can.
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well said Keith … your comments always add a deeper dimension to what I try to say, thanks!
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Yes!!!
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Again you get the message across with a soft touch! We do reap the results of our actions – for good or ill. And we do have choices that inform the results… A little thought and we can and should choose kindness and love!! Hoping your day is filled with light and joy!
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Very beautifully expressed
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Hey, Kate
Mate
How are you going?
Not throwing
The baby out
With the dishwater
I think we oughta
Shout
Hello
I’m still here
Don’t you know?
And feeling you near
Without fear
Of a future
Which would always be
When you and me
Would hold tight
Together in sorrow
But together still
For every tomorrow.
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hi pops, thanks for the poem!
Of course we will survive this … we only have to stay in the comfort of our own homes … easy for me, maybe a lot tougher for you … take care xx
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No I’m good. It’s not too tough for me staying at home. Believe it or not I am a bit of a recluse by nature. It’s harder for Mrs Richmond…. every time she turns around, there I am
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Sharing your thoughts of love and kindness as well kate…😚😚😚
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lo a lot less sensually than you my dear 🙂
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Yes, right on, SweetKate!
Every soul needs nourishing!
(((HUGS))) 🙂
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and you nourish ours ❤
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Lovely message! Important to nourish the soul…
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Here’s 2 of Haiku’s for you…..sharing my love and kindness
Daylight
Morning blues ebb through
The window of this year’s stains
Light opens the door
Haiku: A Glow
The sky isn’t all grey
Behind dark clouds there’s a glow
Where light grows brighter
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Love this again. You write with every paragraph being a new thought. Every moment is a new moment.
💕💕💕🕯🕯🕯✨✨✨
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Such beautiful thoughts.
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