I read of poets past
with infinite belief
moments come upon us,
often urging we repeat:
Confusion
Regrets
Joys
Happenings,
lessons learned from life,
retold by she, him and them,
possibly, even me.
Asked to compose again,
so that maybe this time
experience will prove, we feel.
If,
probably,
what occurs,
this time,
just isn’t chance
but a path, prepared,
for us.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
I believe we still make choices and the path is not always clearly marked until we’ve moved on.
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Such a comfort in knowing what is meant to be shall wait.
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Chance is a real iffy thing.
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Good evening, John. Yes, it is and we learn from allowing it to be an option. Hope you had a nice Friday night.
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Beautiful’
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I’m glad you think so, Susan. Your talented eye is welcome and so appreciated.
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Am I first or ninth? Or Both?
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You know moments happen in threes, right? Dude, you’re on your way. First again! I could get used to this…you spoil me. 😄
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I’m making an effort!
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I see! You know, I know you’re a busy man. ♡ Your effort doesn’t go unnoticed.
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Some things are just worth stopping and noticing.
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Thank you. Your encouragement means so much.
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