it lets all of the light and beauty in, contained within a lovely frame, opens to let you breathe fresh air, protects you from the cold, and asks for nothing in return. sounds like a loving parent.
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Yes, or a patient grandparent.
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I just wonder how powerful is the role of observation that makes someone write something about “Ordinary things” but gives you an “Extra-Ordinary” feeling (:
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Yes! Nice twist Sonia…
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That’s a different way of looking at things.
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Deep!
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And what is more generous than a window? – love this
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Me too LouAnn, that line has stuck…
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And if the eyes are the windows to the soul, nothing is more generous.
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Yes!
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appreciation for the ordinary makes my heart sing…thank you for this wonderful poem!
I love this. Reminds me of a Peter Mayer song.
http://www.riversvoice.com/o-sun.php
Beautiful song Sandy, thanks for sharing.
it lets all of the light and beauty in, contained within a lovely frame, opens to let you breathe fresh air, protects you from the cold, and asks for nothing in return. sounds like a loving parent.
Yes, or a patient grandparent.
)
I just wonder how powerful is the role of observation that makes someone write something about “Ordinary things” but gives you an “Extra-Ordinary” feeling (:
Yes! Nice twist Sonia…
That’s a different way of looking at things.
Deep!
And what is more generous than a window? – love this
Me too LouAnn, that line has stuck…
And if the eyes are the windows to the soul, nothing is more generous.
Yes!
appreciation for the ordinary makes my heart sing…thank you for this wonderful poem!
Yes, it is wonderful Vicki