fellowship
March 25, 2014 at 4:59 pm 6 comments
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rows of sentinels
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guardians sent from above
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the gifts of friendship
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a row of trees at the top of a hill
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ladysighs | March 25, 2014 at 5:49 pm
I liked the picture before I read the poem. Then liked it even more after reading the poem. And of course interpret as I want.
Trees/friends standing neither near nor far. Not needing to speak or question or give advice. Asking for nothing, not interfering. But always ever ready.
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words4jp | March 25, 2014 at 6:01 pm
I love your interpretation – I saw this as well. 🙂 xx
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Leslie Jo | March 26, 2014 at 5:45 am
Great interpretation!
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words4jp | March 26, 2014 at 11:11 am
Thank you so much:)
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Kirsten | March 25, 2014 at 6:18 pm
Your poem is a perfect fit for your picture! I always think of trees as sentinels!
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Jonathan Caswell | March 26, 2014 at 1:54 am
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
FRIENDS ARE INDEED GIFTS FROM GOD.