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Oh No! I'm Thinking Again . . .

Yesterday, I took Deb's challenge of creating the impression of joy in twenty-five words.  My mom also succeeded at the challenge and her responses got me thinking.  There is joy bubbling all around us, we just need to open our eyes, ears, and heart to those little moments.

This led me down the another path of thinking...

Those moments of joy are also the very thing that I am ever-so-grateful for in my life.  I have a new idea if I'm ever stuck on what to write about:  write about things that I am thankful for in my life.  I could write a new post every day of something that I appreciate, that I am grateful for, that I adore, that bring me joy.

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Sunshine
Today, I am thankful for the warm sunshine of spring.
The glorious sun drops warming my pale, bare arms.
My chin up, smile widening as my eyes squint to the sky.
The bright ball of yellow soothes away crabbiness
And allows my happy-side to grow and blossom like a flower
As I soak up the rays of hope.

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  1. Love this! After a long winter, warm sunshine is definitely something to be thankful for.

    I love reading the poetry you've been writing--very nice!

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  2. I love the line about the yellow ball soothing crabbiness. So true! It is warm and sunny today and my windows are open and I am . . . sitting at my computer. :)

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