it is his love i seek
his attention for which
i plea,
my sun, all the stars
in my make believe,
are shining again,
i’m suddenly awake,
and know just who i need.
it is his love i seek
his attention for which
i plea,
my sun, all the stars
in my make believe,
are shining again,
i’m suddenly awake,
and know just who i need.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
A delightful poem of hope! (And gorgeous photo, once again.) 💗
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Thank you, my friend ♡
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This is a beautiful poem of optimism and revelation, Audrey, and the photo is stunning.
Wishing you a wonderful weekend. 💕
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Thank you, Lauren. I’m happy to hear you like my photo. Hugs ♡
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Glad you were inspired, Audrey. Wishing you continued patience and happy outcomes as epiphanies manifest.
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Thank you. Your genuineness is appreciated, Eric. Country roads are full of inspiration. No, I am not a John Denver fan. 🙂
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Obviously my worldview is colored a certain way and so that most certainly predicates the thought on my mind as I looked and read. That said…..
Stay on that straight and narrow path long enough and you will meet the Son at the end of your day’s walk.
(Yeah, ok, I’m the odd bird out here.)
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My goal has always been to make people think. Simple and obtainable. The old saying, “whatever floats your boat” works here too.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, C
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You are welcome ma’am.
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This is a great photo for ‘epiphany’ – I hope the path is clear.
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I’m so happy you think so, Dan. I got out of my dad’s pickup a few weeks ago to get a shot we had just passed, but this view shouted at me instead. One day a real camera might help me take a proper photo.
The path if I allow myself to trust very well could be. Only time will tell, as they say .
Thank you
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Make believe or no, starshine is a good thing.
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Tis a good thing…I want it to stay, too.
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🙂
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Audrey, I nearly always forget to tell you how much I love the photos that accompany your poems, and as you are usually (always?) the photographer, I’m leading with this comment. I really love this beautiful photo – it makes me want to walk down that path beside the trees.
Then, how wonderful to read an upbeat poem. It’s a perfect expression of hope and desire in few words. The mastery of a true poet. And of a contented person.
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You know what, Shari, I take them so I can relax enough to write my heart. Somehow, knowing the photo inspired me helps connect it later to my poetry. I am always the one behind my cell phone, a few times I’ve been gifted with a friend’s photo and used it.
I’d walk this path with you.
The poem came to me this morning. It was quite a relief and joy to hear in my mind. Thankful for this blessing.
Thank you
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