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Thankful and Poetic Thursday

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Happy Thursday………well, it will be a happy Thursday for some and a scary Thursday for others.   Hurricane Florence will be hitting the Eastern Shore of North Carolina, Southern Virginia and South Carolina today some time and we are praying that it loses some of its’ punch before it arrives and that it fizzles out FASTER than some think it will.    We will be VERY THANKFUL if Florence is not as scary or dangerous as it appears it might be now.   You never know with storms – they are persnickety and change their mind quickly.    For all of you who are bracing for the weather – prayers are coming your way.

The other thing we do on Thursdays around here is enjoy Angel Sammy’s Poetic Thursday fun.    Every week he gives us a photo to write a poem about – we write something that the photo makes us think about or that we notice in the photo or how we FEEL when we see the photo.   Lots of fun for sure – hope you wrote one this week that you can share with us – that will make Angel Sammy (and us) happy!

Here’s the email I got from him at the Rainbow Bridge this morning……………………………

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It’s Poetic Thursday!   

I hope today finds all of you poets ready to share what you wrote this past week!    All of us Angels have had a busy week……..we had a lot of friends arriving at the Bridge sadly…..like our friends Miles and Basil and I’m sure many others as well.    We get very busy on the Welcoming Committee sometimes and we’re always happy to see our old friends but SAD for their families.   Rest assured – they are in good hands here and will be visiting back with you as soon as they have their wings.

Here’s last week’s photo that I gave all of you to use for inspiration – AND my poem follows!

“The Thinking Bench”

By Angel Sammy Kimmell      September 12, 2018

Along the path you’re sure to find

A spot providing peace of mind

A place to sit and dream and think

Or have a sandwich and cold drink

To consider your day and where it will go

In life’s fast pace it’s a place to go slow

Sometimes the only sound is the call of birds

A welcome respite from harsh voices and loud words

The muffled sound of leaves falling through the trees

The scent of chimney smoke drifting on the gentle breeze

Life’s cares slow down, or at least become small

On the private oasis of my bench in the Fall………….

 

When I was still living with my family before I came to the Bridge, one of my favorite things was to sit on the bench in the woods with my Mom or Dad and just watch and listen……sometimes I would be so relaxed I’d just fall asleep (which always made my humans giggle).   The smells of the woods and sound of the birds always brought peace to us.    I am so happy to see that Teddy has taken up that practice recently.    Mom will sit down and he will hop up and sit but he’s still young and restless so doesn’t stay long – as he gets older he will learn those little moments are to be treasured and will be remembered one day just as I remember them now.

I hope you have a poem to share with us?  If you do, just give us your link in comments here – so we can stop by and read your poem!     I have a NEW photo for you for NEXT Thursday.   I hope you get inspired by it……….

Thanks for joining me again for some poetry on Thursday.   I hope to see you here next week………………..and in the meantime, if you are in the path of a storm, hang on tight…….the Angels are working to keep you safe………….

I am the Angel Poet in the green beret…..and I hope you join me for POETIC FUN each week!

Love, Angel Sammy

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Thank you Angel Sammy………………that was fun as always.   I’m glad you know that I sit with Mom on the bench in the woods like you used to do……………Mom says the only thing better than having me there with her in the woods is if she could be with BOTH OF US……..we know you’re there in spirit though!

See you next Thursday!

I see you there Angel Sammy

Love, Teddy

 

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