see the beauty in goodbyes
see the beauty in the passing
be reminded of that beauty
in dusty rose clouds of a november sunrise
in glimpses of deer leaping in the distance
in the peace of a calm car ride
in the warmth of the suns rays on your back as you write
be reminded of that beauty
in the smiles and laughter of strangers, friends and family
there is beauty in goodbyes
there is beauty in the passing
see it
feel it
it’s there
You are a remarkable human.
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You always find the bright side. ❤️
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Beautiful poem, and such an important reminder. My favorite line is, “in dusty rose clouds of a november sunrise.” Love and admire the way those words are surprisingly juxtaposed. The message here is an important one. Thank you 🙂
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Yes, there is, there is beauty and you captured it with your words. Thank you.
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Thank you for the perspective. Loss is so hard.
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