Benjamin Posted February 15, 2015 Share Posted February 15, 2015 I'm sitting in the yard admiring the view without fussing about weeds. Spending time with family and friends and less time worrying and working. "Someday!" And "One of these days!" Have slipped from my vocabulary. For if it is worth seeing, hearing, doing: then I want to see, hear and do it now. Our every breath is a precious gift: with experiences to savour, not just to be endured. Recognize the moments! Cherish them. For though life may not be the party we hoped for.. while we are here, we might as well dance. nb: Condensed and edited from a letter by an 83 year old woman to her friend. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dcmarti1 Posted February 15, 2015 Share Posted February 15, 2015 Weighty indeed: not just to be endured. Is that NB for nota bene? :) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted February 15, 2015 Author Share Posted February 15, 2015 Note well indeed marti :don't mean to plagiarize the elderly All sorts of things find their way to the in box of my email account. Some from well meaning friends, others just junk; but occasionally something interesting arrives that's worthy of a few minutes writing time. Cheers! G. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dr_con Posted February 17, 2015 Share Posted February 17, 2015 a beautiful example of 'Found and Culled' poetics! Very much enjoyed! Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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