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#Thankfulthursday To life ..

The world thrives on stories of hope,
Little cracked,but surviving homes;
I live each moment in awe
From when life picked me first
So out of line, yet so full of want;
You are home to me,my world,
The only constant reminder,
My prayers and wishes answered;
No matter what changes around,
Am blessed;love can be found
If you raise a toast for the gifts
That equally to strangers, you receive to give.
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Today’s prompt by Tina & Amrita’s page for thankful Thursday post is about Home. I have always found home with people and not in places. So this is a verse dedicated to the friends and my husband who have made home in my heart. Also Jamie asked us to write a poem on raising a toast to life. This is my thankful verse for life for the blessings and the constant reminder that there always is love around when you give that freely to others.
Also linking this poem to Open Link night.
Leaving another verse about being light for yourself and others that I am glad I learned some how , even if a little late ..
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Stay blessed !

Stones from day 5-8/365

the vacant plot
of yellow grass,
once dead tired
of loneliness;
now sings aloud
of tiny pair of feet
rushing to swings –
new year gift to park.

cleanliness
next to godliness,
she learned as a child;
and so she feeds
to the ants at her door,
daily sugar and rice.

he focused hard
on the steaming cup
of over sweet tea
paid by a stranger,
overlooking the dog
that shared his meal
without invitation.

each day presented
a new trouble in life,
nothing could he hold
except her love filled time,
neither money nor family
understood his needs,
yet life moved on,
her words guide his feet.

 

Every moment has a “WOW” factor, If only you observe and appreciate.

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Also linked to 3WW , Imaginary Garden with real toads , Theme Thursday

Stranger Talks

I love you still
feel you still
want to know
and meet you still
but on my ground
on my terms
in my own sweet time

The power of love
mysterious for sure
like a storm in the sea
where two strangers meet
at the mountain’s retreat
and commit to love

Do you know
what tides bring
when one stays
watching other walk away
shores washed empty
where tears strayed

 

This is a part of the poetry duel me and Yogesh (@ibeingme) had last night ..  The lines in red are by him. Sadly I lost few of the texts we exchanged. But will keep looking for older ones and post !