I will admit I was a tightwad, though that fact shames me now,
As never changing mountains, often colorful mists will allow!
I never meant to be unkind, but only endeavored to be practical,
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"I'd become a different person, who appreciated the joys of giving, For if one can't express love and caring, where's the joy of living? " There is a joy in giving. Nothing warms the heart like giving. We are blessed to be a blessing. Be blessed!
Insightful thoughts written in couplets with rhythmic splendour. A brilliant work of art. Thanks for sharing, Madam.
Just spell bound by the way you write...what a versatile poetess you are! ! ... ..God bless you Evelyn....wish you all the best
The wloe poem is marvelous, We read and follow mesmerized and enchanted. But the two ending lines are unforgettable because they really do express and summarize what the good life should be all about,
What a wonderful and heartwarming poem. Very inspiring. Beautifully crafted write as always.
The flow of the narrative encaptivated at every turn of time focusing on one integral element teaching one lesson thst good overrules all the time. I completely agree with your notion. We all ger bitter with bad exoeriences but the truth is we forgot bto sow goodness that harvests smies
A smart, descriptive, and enlightened write. We could all use a visit to that town, to learn the true meaning of camaraderie and true giving. All aspect of the town so vividly expressed, a beautifully written and imaginative tribute to that painting!
I had viewed so many great artworks, their beauty followed me....loved this line the most! A magnificent poem....Full marks!