Posted by ZQ on March 19, 2017 in Love, Sittting still, thoughts, Zen
Tags: http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/, Love, Notes Found On The Refrigerator
C.C.
March 22, 2017 at 10:46 pm
I love the sense of mutuality you express in that responsibility.
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sanaarizvi
March 20, 2017 at 1:39 pm
A responsibility that makes us whole! ❤️
Rall
March 20, 2017 at 12:49 pm
I wish someone would leave me notes like this on my fridge:)
Rosemary Nissen-Wade
March 20, 2017 at 1:57 am
I like to think that the intended recipient posted a reply the next day! (Perhaps you might copy that one for us, too?)
thotpurge
March 19, 2017 at 9:58 pm
Our life’s last ground is guided By our first chance….that’s such a great thought!
Sherry Marr
March 19, 2017 at 8:06 pm
Oh yes, this is the wisdom of aging lovers…..that we are each responsible for the energy we bring. Wonderful to read you, my friend.
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Myrna
March 19, 2017 at 7:53 pm
Oooh. I like, “we hold each other responsible for our love.” I spend a little time just thinking of this. Enjoyed this very much.
Magaly Guerrero
March 19, 2017 at 7:47 pm
I love that it is “guided” and not determined. For it the latter was true, we would be in a lot of trouble…
J.T.
March 19, 2017 at 7:10 pm
oh this was fun to read. ssssssh…hahaha love that beginning. a gem this is.
Mary
March 19, 2017 at 7:03 pm
You have spoken truth here!
magicofwordsblog
March 19, 2017 at 6:48 pm
Love is a responsibility indeed. It takes commitment to make it last. Wise words 🙂
gillena
March 19, 2017 at 6:26 pm
Responsibility yes a facet of love
Thanks for dropping in at my Sunday Standard
Much love…
Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
March 19, 2017 at 5:44 pm
A responsibility we love to hold
Beverly Crawford
March 19, 2017 at 5:29 pm
The last couple of lines are so evocative … life’s last ground guided by first chance … hold each other responsible for love … Well said!
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C.C.
March 22, 2017 at 10:46 pm
I love the sense of mutuality you express in that responsibility.
LikeLiked by 1 person
sanaarizvi
March 20, 2017 at 1:39 pm
A responsibility that makes us whole! ❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Rall
March 20, 2017 at 12:49 pm
I wish someone would leave me notes like this on my fridge:)
LikeLiked by 1 person
Rosemary Nissen-Wade
March 20, 2017 at 1:57 am
I like to think that the intended recipient posted a reply the next day! (Perhaps you might copy that one for us, too?)
LikeLiked by 1 person
thotpurge
March 19, 2017 at 9:58 pm
Our life’s last ground is guided
By our first chance….that’s such a great thought!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Sherry Marr
March 19, 2017 at 8:06 pm
Oh yes, this is the wisdom of aging lovers…..that we are each responsible for the energy we bring. Wonderful to read you, my friend.
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Myrna
March 19, 2017 at 7:53 pm
Oooh. I like, “we hold each other responsible for our love.” I spend a little time just thinking of this. Enjoyed this very much.
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Magaly Guerrero
March 19, 2017 at 7:47 pm
I love that it is “guided” and not determined. For it the latter was true, we would be in a lot of trouble…
LikeLiked by 1 person
J.T.
March 19, 2017 at 7:10 pm
oh this was fun to read. ssssssh…hahaha love that beginning. a gem this is.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Mary
March 19, 2017 at 7:03 pm
You have spoken truth here!
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magicofwordsblog
March 19, 2017 at 6:48 pm
Love is a responsibility indeed. It takes commitment to make it last. Wise words 🙂
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gillena
March 19, 2017 at 6:26 pm
Responsibility yes a facet of love
Thanks for dropping in at my Sunday Standard
Much love…
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
March 19, 2017 at 5:44 pm
A responsibility we love to hold
LikeLiked by 1 person
Beverly Crawford
March 19, 2017 at 5:29 pm
The last couple of lines are so evocative … life’s last ground guided by first chance … hold each other responsible for love … Well said!
LikeLiked by 1 person