It’s easy to learn to let things go.
I just look to
the trees in the fall.
They drop their leaves not as tears
but triumphs,
a thousand little victories scattered
across the seasons,
a final satisfied sigh before a well-earned rest.
How Did You Learn to Let Things Go? (A Poem)
oh, if it were so effortless for me. alas, alas, i am sometimes not so good at letting go…..
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There are always a few leaves hanging on at the end of the season. I figure, they don’t hamper the new growth all that much. 🙂
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Amazing thought Katie
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Thank you!
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I don’t want to let things go… I like trees with leaves on them… and summer… and…
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Usually I’m pretty excited for winter, but I confess, this year I am a little sad to see summer come to an end. Maybe it’s living at the beach instead of in the mountains.
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“a thousand little victories” is a great way to look at it! Beautiful!
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Thank you so much! 🙂
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Lovely! Great metaphor.
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Thank you! Glad you liked it. 🙂
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Wonderful example!
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Thank you!
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