the unfinished fence
stands
several feet yet
from the wall
as if it too
paused to gaze
at the wisteria
© Sarah Whiteley
I am utterly in love with the spring this year. I am blessed with beautiful walks, wonderful four-legged (and two-winged) companions, and the good sense to cherish the quiet moments that are given to me.
Stayed tuned for some very exciting news later this week!
ebbtide 
Love the image you’ve created in the poem…quite lovely.
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aaaaahhhhhhhhhh!
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exactly
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Hey you’ve been talking to the feathered ones again,Sarah 🙂
All The Best
Peace,
Laz
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Ha, Laz! 🙂 I think I’m ok with that as long as they aren’t talking back.
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That’s very nice! I’m full of admiration for the economy of words and the expanse of thought.
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“economy of words and expanse of thought” – I really like that, John! one of the nicest comments I’ve had… thank you!
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God grant me “the good sense to cherish the quiet moments that are given to me.”
That’s you and me both 🙂
David
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🙂 It’s definitely a gift to treasure
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And who can’t enjoy gazing at wisteria? Lovely poem, Sarah.
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