tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post75837462377310259..comments2024-02-17T21:40:24.532-07:00Comments on Carol's Corner: POETRY FRIDAYCarolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-67562523653512046652015-07-12T15:29:36.827-06:002015-07-12T15:29:36.827-06:00Thank you. Thank you for sharing the poems. Thank ...Thank you. Thank you for sharing the poems. Thank you for your raw honesty. Thank you for writing. I'm praying for your family, Friend.<br />Hugs,<br />RuthRuth Ayreshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09691244229499772525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-27042584628557577162015-07-11T14:41:31.177-06:002015-07-11T14:41:31.177-06:00The good thing about dark times is getting them be...The good thing about dark times is getting them behind you. Time puts them in their place. It always amazes me to glance back after getting to a "good place" again - one that I was sure I'd never get to when I was wallowing in the mire!<br />As Linda said, it is good to get out of your own self and give to others when you are in that place of losing a dream and not knowing which way to go. Getting involved in helping others who are in need of a hand, would be wonderful, whether it is with kids playing football, reading to someone who cannot read to themselves...taking your focus off your own troubles.<br />These poems are all gems. Thanks for sharing.Donna Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13738281869266957726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-69421592857958490502015-07-10T22:39:54.439-06:002015-07-10T22:39:54.439-06:00I imagine that the first means more to you and you...I imagine that the first means more to you and your son, Carol. He has always sounded like such a talented young man as I've heard you write about him. I know that he will find a dream that will help him get going again. Is it at all possible that he could become a volunteer somewhere helping young kids learn to play football? I wonder if it would help by doing some part of what he loves? And, I know the 2nd poem, too, so good, but that final one is new to me. What a beautiful thought Hughes has offered. Best wishes!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-89420723835224442622015-07-10T12:54:05.764-06:002015-07-10T12:54:05.764-06:00It's hard to hold fast to dreams...and yet tha...It's hard to hold fast to dreams...and yet that's what often pulls us through. I am thinking of you and your son, Carol - and hoping this dark time will pass soon.Tarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13626451110946889157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7724394291330902141.post-84544602118518420302015-07-10T10:29:57.617-06:002015-07-10T10:29:57.617-06:00Powerful, thought-provoking poems, Carol. I'm ...Powerful, thought-provoking poems, Carol. I'm so sorry for what your son is going through and hope that he finds the light and hope to draw him forward.Katie TheLogonautshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01692992719352402255noreply@blogger.com