tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350536065511041702.post699419672044081331..comments2023-10-10T04:22:48.183-07:00Comments on Writing While Under the Influence of Life: Jan 22, 2013Wilmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14717012784233946753noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350536065511041702.post-64551500066659161362013-01-23T17:55:31.365-08:002013-01-23T17:55:31.365-08:00Thank you, Eliz. Also for your other comments. T...Thank you, Eliz. Also for your other comments. This is one of the stones that I want to work on some more to get it into more of a formal poem with meter and structure. I wrote it as I was hearing the sand falling in the waves and while I was thinking of my dear friend whose brother is dying. That made me think of how the passing of time brings us joy , but ultimately forces us to make choices. We can only do one thing at a time.Wilmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14717012784233946753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350536065511041702.post-53834660179196342472013-01-23T03:32:52.528-08:002013-01-23T03:32:52.528-08:00This is beautiful... ;-)This is beautiful... ;-)Eliz Frankhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13802327940937016461noreply@blogger.com