Are you passing on love, or are you passing on pain? Heal your pain and pass on love.
Good morning, friends. Sundays are devoted to poetry here at Adulting – Second Half. Today, I ask you to take the time to notice the stuff that you don’t typically notice. Notice the unusual color of eyes of the person who waits on you at Walgreens. Notice how perfectly synchronized all of the colors and lengths of hair on your dog’s face, or your cat’s face, come together into perfection and poetry, creating their beautiful expressions of being. When we really notice life, we starting living a beautifully poetic life. Here is my poem for today:
Falling in Love, Again
I love how you still surprise me.
I love that you showed me my favorite peanut butter pie,
even though I could be skinnier.
I love that I was rolling my eyes and watching the clock,
impatient for your movie choice,
And yet, when we watched it, it turned out to be a new favorite of mine.
And you knew that it would be, mate.
I love that you find it vitally important to find new favorites, for me.
It makes me feel vitally important.
I love how you know me so well.
You remind me of everything that I love.
You are my greatest gift.
You make me fall in love with you,
Again and again and again . . . .
Because you make me fall in love with life,
Again and again and again . . . . .
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