The prompts for this weeks Two Shoes Tuesday is
WISDOM / FOOLISHNESS
I have a friend who says,
“Youth is wasted on the young.”
Maybe she has a point.
But I wonder
is wisdom wasted on the foolish?
Something to think about.
The wise and the fools…
Tag: Two Shoes Tuesday
Stuck together in the rain…
Figures there would be a downpour when I don’t have my umbrella and my car is on the other side of the parking lot. Oh, there is Mr. Dreamy and he doesn’t have an umbrella either, and obviously not happy about it. Looks like he is coming over here to wait in the doorway for the rain to stop. We will be stuck here together for a while, I think. What a pity.
This post is for the prompt rains at
and for the prompt stuck/together at
Image: wikimedia
Perfect dawn…
I love to see a new day dawn.
Whatever went before is done and now is a new beginning.
Of course, given the fact I usually go to sleep in the early morning hours
I am rarely awake when dawn breaks.
The nights I can’t sleep at all I do see the dawn…
just before I nod off in exhaustion.
However, when I sleep “normal” hours
I awake to see the new day dawn.
Perfect!
Inside my frame of mind…
When I was young the picture people saw of me was one of fun and eagerness;
projecting the energy of delightful enjoyment of life.
But on the inside I fought a war of ennui and melancholy;
battling the apathy of detachment from everyone and everything.
I have won the war.
The inside and outside are more in tune.
There are no longer great soaring highs or deep bottomless lows.
There are the occasional skirmishes,
times of melancholy and the wish to disengage but they are rare.
If someone were to paint a picture of me today,
it would have mostly soft quiet hues with some strokes of bold color.
Still, overall, there would be a subtle wash of blue.
I am who I am.
I have found a gentle determined peace within.
This post is in response to
Two Shoes Tuesday prompt, inside
and
The Daily Post prompt, Frame of Mind
Summer storm…
Josie’s Two Shoes Tuesday prompt this week is
summer / storm
Image: pixabay
Rosies and posies…
Ring-a round the rosie
A pocket full of posies
Ashes! Ashes!
We all fall down.
I remember singing this rhyme, whirling around and falling down.
In kindergarten and first grade it was great fun on the playground.
I learned that it was a rhyme that referred to plagues in the middle ages.
It was said that there was a rosy rash, sneezing, and coughing with the plague.
People carried posies of herbs in their pockets to ward off the disease and the smell.
“All fall down” is what people did when they got the plague and died.
Ashes to ashes alluded to cremation of the bodies.
This is what I learned but it seems I learned wrong.
Today, most folklore experts say it’s all hooey.
I don’t care.
I like the explanation I was taught and I’m sticking with it.
Josie’s prompts this week are refuge and ring.
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