Poem -

By Definition Only

it is not what is seen but the way that one views it ..

                                                         While pastels are always so very easy on the eye ..
                                                             I like to see things more precisely nowadays ..
                                                           Maybe that’s why I seldom look the other way ..

 

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sparrowsong

Hello Neville...

Nowadays, there's a lot of NOTHING TO SEE HERE going on here...

Some people don't think they'll see a judgment day...

I hope I can see some reactions when that day comes...

Anything is possible...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Neville

Yes, it does seem eerily quiet these days .. but I am filled with eager anticipation .. thank you for calling in on me today .. Neville 

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Linda Lank

hi Neville, it brings up a good point. Linda. 

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Neville

Glad you see it my way thank you Linda L :) 

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Marion

Don't you think everything is on repeat anyway...things that enrage us when young, things we want to fight for...injustices cruelties...get easier to bear as we get older because history tells us that victories are short lived anyway...there is always one more form of evil...in fact human nature is so predictable as to be utterly boring...and tiresome...so yea you've got a point or maybe you're talking about something else entirely x

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Neville

I am not sure, but I aint gonna argue with you M x

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Marion

Wise man 😄😁😆

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Neville

.....................................  💕 x

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