Searching I set out to write— words become puzzle pieces spilled out onto the page. Sentences to put together some to take apart. Patience, compassion to understand the difficult parts. Resilience to keep coming back to the words— face them with curiosity. Rearrange them with courage. In search of the gift.
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We had a great writing session on Friday. The prompt was: Tell me about school lunches. We had a blast reminiscence about the lunch ladies and the food. Thank you, Sharon, Linda, Karen, and Amie for joining me. I look forward to meeting again this Friday. All are welcome.
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Julie
Those puzzle pieces! Another great poem, Julie - thank you so much! 😊
Yes! Words ARE puzzle pieces!