Crouched by the gutter guiding with his fingers
Boats made of leaves and grass down streams
Of rainwater, rushing gently past to worlds unknown.
Hoping to be noticed, hungry to be remembered
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Oh! ! ! This Is One Of The Deepest Most Sad/Beautiful, Heart Touching! ! ! Moving Poems I've Read Yet! ! ! Holds A Very Special Place In My Heart! ! ! Reminds Me Of My Childhood.. This Is Just So Wondrously Done! ! ! Thank You So Much For Sharing! ! ! Added To (Favorites! ! !)
Dear Rebecca, I am so pleased that this poem connected with your experience. It was an intensely personal piece to write, remembering a particularly painful moment of growing up. I have found that life is a journey of healing, and part of my healing is trying to communicate first to my children, and then to the greater world through my writing, that we all have the powerful gift of sharing love- often times in the smallest, most seemingly insignificant ways that even so can touch and transform lives. During my times of deepest loneliness and sometimes hopelessness, I was blessed to encounter seemingly random people whose chance, brief words of encouragement were literally life changing. I learned that even the smallest investment of kindness could produce a harvest far greater than the sower might ever imagine. Indeed, though I find myself far down the journey of healing, it is not a simple thing to express how much your gracious and enthusiastic kindness means to this scruffy heart. Thank you again, and be blessed this week! Neal
Wow! ! ! I Think That Was The Worlds Most Beautiful Response To A Reply! ! ! My Goodness I Think You Have A (Wondrously Inspiring! ! !) Way Of Communicating! Wish This Response Could Forever Be Kept In Time, To Touch Ever So Deeply And Inspire! All Readers! ! ! May There Many! ! ! p/s I was the Baby of 10, so I found it very hard to a voice, Found Nature Instead And Found God! Thankfully! ! ! ! ! Many, Many Blessings! ! ! ! ! !
Definite! ! ! 10SSSSSSSSSSSSS