Curiosity, it seems,
flows both ways –
as I adjust focus
so too, do you –
can’t help but wonder
if the takeaway joy
also flows both ways.
(In response to Paul Vincent Cannon’s poem: Her Gift Remains.
V.J.’s weekly challenge is response. Image is from personal collection.)
Lovely post and pic. Yes I believe it is!
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Thanks. Nice to know others share my beliefs.
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Indeed it does. ❤️
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Thanks!
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I think it goes both ways, for sure! 💕
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Me too!
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Good point V.J.
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Thanks Rupali!
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I’ve often wondered myself. I think it does go both ways. When I stop to chat to the Red Winged Blackbirds when I walk my dog, they never fly off. It’s as if they are trying to figure out what this crazy lady is saying. I’m sure they don’t find me a melodic as I find them!
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Yes – once they get used to you, It does seem to be two-way.
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Beautiful perspective lyrics … and bird!
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Thanks Jazz!
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Such a great thought and I believe it does go both ways.
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Thanks. I think so too!
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You’re welcome
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