On the ground before you
sits a box sealed tight.
The box represents your mind.
Don’t get the wrong idea
about this metaphor. This is
not about thinking outside the box.
At least, not in the common
sense of that beleaguered phrase.
Instead, simply watch the box.
That action proves noteworthy for
you can watch the box from outside the box,
which forces you to ask,
“Who is it that’s watching my mind?”
My daughter enters the room
bearing candy and a smile.
The last time I wrote of her
she was seven. Now she’s ten.
The multi-colored candy spills
from its box like rainbow hailstones.
She reads the words above
and she tells me not to worry.
Then she leaves the room
to go play The Sims downstairs.
Happy Easter!
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Ditto!
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Great
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Thanks for reading! I appreciate your eyeballs.
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ππΎ
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Thanks for reading, Doc!
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Nice content I loved it ππ
Do give a look at mine
ππa poem on the life is we inspire to live in, is so fast ..
https://iamjatinnanda.wordpress.com/2018/04/10/meet-me-someday/ π
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Will check it, thanks.
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Greatπ
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Thanks for reading. I appreciate your eyeballs!
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i like your post, just starting and trying out blogging myself. thanks for the inspiration
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Thanks for reading and good luck on with your blogging adventures.
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This was very well written. I loved it! My mom used to love gobstoppers. Kudos
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Rawk! Thanks for reading and for breathing in and for typing a comment and for breathing out. Hope you enjoy the rest of the blog. Cheers.
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Gobstoppers make me hungryπ
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Yeah just thinking bout them makes ye olde mouth water.
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The feel good reads! Thank you for this post.
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And thank you for taking time to read. Cheers.
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Anytime mate. βΊ
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