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Great play on words. Love it! π
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I agree! The turn caught be by surprise but I loved it all the same π I’m so glad Dajena introduced you! I had not yet stumbled upon your fine words in this hug pool we call the blogosphere. Glad I have found you now. π
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That makes two of us, Melinda! Dajena has done me a huge kindness. Thank you for your great feedback.
BTW, I know what you meant but a ‘hug’ pool sounds like lots of fun! Lol π
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oo a typo! I am mortified though I like the concept I must say. So maybe I will cut myself a little slack on this one π
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Yep – I’d own it! Great concept π
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π I will think about doing that.
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Thank you for your lovely comment Melinda, it is so nice to find you too π
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π love how folks connect on her and blogs meet blogs…
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Thank you, Judy π
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What a jerk. I just can’t even right now, Ryan.
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We truly need time, i hope you find those hands?
i see you have favoured a comment..
i am grateful..
hugs chris
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Haha, thanks Chris – thoughts only just now but I have no doubt he’ll come for me too π
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Oo-my!
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Yes.
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π thank you, Sarah π
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So deftly done… And the irony of that deftness, considering the subject matter, makes it hit even harder. π
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You’re lovely, Yusra. Thank you π
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Boom!
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Haha, thanks so much π
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So little words so much meaning!
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Love that it came across that way π
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This is what happens as we age…we tend to lose sight of the passing of time until we reach a certain age, then we wonder where the years have gone…love the image of looking down at a pocket watch with no hands or realizing that the hands now holding and winding said watch have aged beyond youthful recognition…brilliant, as always, my friend!
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I must admit, when I wrote it I only had the image of once-youthful hands that had unknowing aged in my mind. It wasn’t until I read it back later that I realised the missing hands could also be applied to the watch… The second image is slightly different than I intended but still conveys a similar idea.
Thank you for your perceptive feedback once again, Thomas. I find myself looking forward to it with each new poem I write π
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It’s amazing how we come to write things and how we tend to see them a little differently when the light shines from a different angle…you are welcome, my friend, but the pleasure really is in reading your words! Cheers!
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Ahh clever you~
I loved the image of time passing away in front of us, and how those strong hands are not there any more.
Do you know we see hands more than anything else of ours in the whole lifespan? (okay I just made this up, but I am sure it will be scientifically proven.. lol)
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Hahaha, it sounds like one of those ‘weird but true’ things you hear. I like it!
Thanks for your feedback, Miss Skittles π
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You are welcome Mr. Stone π
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Brilliant. Perfect.
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Thank you!
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