Light
Light slips in through windows
without leaving itself behind.
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Our lives pass through time’s windows,
trailed by light of memory
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Short yet so emotional
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glad to hear. thank you.
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You’re welcome :)
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I’m there already (and writing a comment)!
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You should call it “Memory”
Because its about a memory.
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Thanks—it helps to see through someone else’s eyes—yes, I can imagine “Memory” as the title.
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great composition with the shadowed reflection! very true words. love this
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Thank you Elle—generous of you to leave a response—like light coming in through the window!
My first spoken word was “see”. How much a child gives to others by simply pointing and saying “see”! As adults we can do the same, don’t you think?
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definitely! great concept!
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Wonderful, strong words and a very beautiful photo!
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