love is a welling up inside
spirit meeting spirit
energy springing forth…
when we choose to love
we put no conditions…
with love, comes loss
~inevitable
one moves on
another dies
the sorrow is deep, rippling through our being
tears whispered in the air we breathe
as the evening clouds move out
Copyright
©Jane H. Johann, 2016
“Whatcom Creek Reflection” January, 2016
loss doesn’t take away the goodness given
it doesn’t take away from what was
revel in the joy that was lived
remember the beauty
treasure that time in your heart
and know…somewhere…it is alive
in the eons of time…and will blossom again
into a new beginning…
Footprints of Thoughts 
I especially liked “treasure that time in your heart.” Happy Tuesday!
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thank you, Rebecca…so true
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I LOVE this!!
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…thank you, Pat. It pleases me that you are reading so many of “our” poems–“our” meaning the universe… me…you…others…The words come to LIFE when someone reads them. There would be no poem, without a reader! I do wonder sometimes WHERE the thoughts come from…hmmm
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And there always comes “a new beginning”! The best to you!!
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Yes…thank you for the reminder!
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