Everything we hope for
inside a box,
inside a stocking,
inside each other,
yes everything we hope for
is nowhere until
we find it
inside us,
and then it is everywhere
and all we want
is to give it
freely.
December 24, 2015 by Rosemerry
Everything we hope for
inside a box,
inside a stocking,
inside each other,
yes everything we hope for
is nowhere until
we find it
inside us,
and then it is everywhere
and all we want
is to give it
freely.
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Thank you…. Kind of perfect for tonight.
Merry Christmas!
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer http://www.wordwoman.com tel. 970-728-0399
From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Thursday, December 24, 2015 at 11:02 PM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “The Gift”
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Wonderful,Rosemerry, and so important!
Thanks, Dear Betsy! Always so nice to hear from you. I was just thinking of you the other day and that little book that made such a nice difference in so many people¹s lives I still hear from people sometimes about those poems, people in other countries! It¹s traveled the world, that beautiful book. Hugs to you! Rosemerry
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer http://www.wordwoman.com tel. 970-728-0399
From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Friday, December 25, 2015 at 8:16 AM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “The Gift”
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This made me smile 🙂
Thank you Sir Charles the Poet! Smiling back at you across the mountaintops, r
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer http://www.wordwoman.com tel. 970-728-0399
From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Friday, December 25, 2015 at 4:18 PM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “The Gift”
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Yes, the gift should always be the “inside us”