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THIS LIFE IS LIKE A CURTAIN.................


This life is like a curtain
blowing in the wind


the gusts of air making white ruffles
in the breeze


flowing to and frow with
some irregularity


just stopping long enough...waiting for the next big gust
to set the curtain a flutter again


years pass...the fabric fades and thins
the wind dies down to a faint whisper

written by Josette copy write 20ll
photos courtesy:  Flikr
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  1. Debra She Who SeeksJanuary 8, 2011 at 2:33 PM

    Nice metaphor!

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  2. It's Just DottieJanuary 8, 2011 at 2:40 PM

    I thank you so much for the feel better comment . I do feel better today .
    Hugs, Dottie

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  3. Terra January 8, 2011 at 2:57 PM

    The words are very poetic and the curtains blowing in the breeze suit the mood ideally.

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  4. mxtodis123January 8, 2011 at 5:35 PM

    That was lovely. A beautiful metaphor on life. Thank you.
    Mary

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  5. CreateologyJanuary 8, 2011 at 8:13 PM

    Lovely post.

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  6. The Quintessential MagpieJanuary 8, 2011 at 8:16 PM

    How lovely!

    XO,

    Sheila

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  7. Home and HeartJanuary 9, 2011 at 2:08 AM

    So true, and it can also let others see through to us or not! Hugs!

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  8. Castles Crowns and CottagesJanuary 9, 2011 at 2:44 AM

    Yes, a faint whisper that has seen many a season and has much to tell. What a great start to a faery tale.....Anita

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  9. Auntie sezzzzzz...January 9, 2011 at 7:39 AM

    Pretty word picture...

    Gentle Jan. hugs...

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  10. AnonymousJanuary 9, 2011 at 9:16 AM

    So very beautiful and so very you.

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  11. Daydream LivingJanuary 9, 2011 at 12:59 PM

    Beautiful! Have a good Sunday,
    Maureen

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  12. AnonymousJanuary 9, 2011 at 1:28 PM

    Beautiful! Miss Josette!
    Rosemary...

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  13. AnonymousJanuary 9, 2011 at 3:22 PM

    Well, that was very nice. Love it! Hugs

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  14. wendyJanuary 9, 2011 at 7:16 PM

    That was a lovely post. As we get older the fabric indeed certainly fades.
    and winds can gust through out lives and many times leave us feeling destroyed......then they die down to calm breezes, allowing us to regroup
    and get ready for the next storm
    this time maybe be a little stronger.

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