07 Saturday Jul 2012
Posted in Poetry
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animal, becoming, connection, family, grace, life, living, love, old maps, reason, reincarnation, relationship, restless, spirit, strength, truth, wandering, wisdom, woman
touch in me
the friendship
that denied another life
and souls as we were passed
before this one –
waiting I would find you
in the kitchen by the sink
dreaming of another day
we loved
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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I was there…
Beautifully written, soft, quiet, and peaceful. I liked it a lot.
xo
Paul
I am so very glad, Paul. Your appreciation always touches my heart. ~ Love, Bobbie
Very cool picture and concept, enjoyed this little slice of your thoughts x
Thanks, Vanessa……. This was inspired by a winning entry written by a friend for a contest. It was about the world through the eyes of his cat. Maybe a bit short and slightly humorous, but I’m glad you like it. ~ Love, Bobbie
interesting…..soft, Love, Linda
Thank you so much, Linda. I’m glad you liked this, even though it is a bit out of the norm for me. ~ Love, Bobbie
How often we ladies do find ourselves “feeling” a long-ago friend standing by us at the kitchen sink!
Indeed, Rose. I’ve written about my family of birds on my back patio. I have no doubt whatsoever that they came here on a quest to find their long lost friend……… And she was here. 🙂 Thank you. I’m glad you see the message in the lines. ~ Much love, Bobbie