Gifting

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Silence the gift of time a wink a strike that lights a candle a breath that bops a gong a smile that rings a bell a mind that stirs a chime that stops and listens till the very last sound wave travels resonates through air giving the gift of time one precious moment eternity in a capsule Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~THE TIME WE ARE GIVEN~ 2023 AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Posted on June 18, 2019

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Rhona Mcferran

Date: 6/19/2019 7:50:00 PM

This is terrific, and reminds me of the need I have to be more "present" (no pun intended), in the moment. Time spent with loved ones truly is a gift! ;) FAV!!

Line Gauthier
Date: 6/19/2019 9:14:00 PM

Thanks for your lovely visit, comment and compliment, Rhona.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 6/18/2019 5:55:00 PM

I like the way you start with a word---and you build a universe. Nice! :) gw

Line Gauthier
Date: 6/18/2019 7:28:00 PM

Thank you so much for your lovely visit and comment, Gershon.

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 6/18/2019 3:39:00 PM

The gift of time is something I never thought about before, and now, after four weeks of pain, I realize that after feeling I have WASTED four precious weeks, time is all we have.

Line Gauthier
Date: 6/18/2019 7:28:00 PM

Very wise, my friend.