Pull up a chair
So grateful for this one. Just beautiful and a reminder of how pervasive joy is, how it seems to multiply when it's shared.
Yes, sir!
Lovely….
“ A joy that is shared never runs out and my hands stay open.”
Let’s be “joy-sharers” 💝
“Bitterness scratches its body until it’s sore.
Walks around the room pointing at everything
it wished it owned.”
These were the lines that hit hardest for me, amongst all the lines of this wonderful poem.
May these lines “hit” with light!
Love hearing beauty from poets who are new to me. And Phyllis I love the photos you pair with poems. Thank you.
My joy, Marie!
"Throw it over your head like a blessing bestowed," !!!! Yes, yes and yes again! This joy is what we need and so much more of it! I will keep this as my mantra this week!
So grateful for this one. Just beautiful and a reminder of how pervasive joy is, how it seems to multiply when it's shared.
Yes, sir!
Lovely….
“ A joy that is shared never runs out and my hands stay open.”
Let’s be “joy-sharers” 💝
“Bitterness scratches its body until it’s sore.
Walks around the room pointing at everything
it wished it owned.”
These were the lines that hit hardest for me, amongst all the lines of this wonderful poem.
May these lines “hit” with light!
Love hearing beauty from poets who are new to me. And Phyllis I love the photos you pair with poems. Thank you.
My joy, Marie!
"Throw it over your head like a blessing bestowed," !!!! Yes, yes and yes again! This joy is what we need and so much more of it! I will keep this as my mantra this week!