tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55532501364780143.post7926962349184600184..comments2024-03-29T14:30:36.976+00:00Comments on Kindred of the Quiet Way: PoemUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55532501364780143.post-45661392488267543912016-07-13T12:18:51.485+01:002016-07-13T12:18:51.485+01:00Oh so sad and so beautiful too. Look for the beau...Oh so sad and so beautiful too. Look for the beauty and the helpers and we will get through.Suzehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15283293507101152512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55532501364780143.post-74828236747963579822016-07-13T07:05:15.748+01:002016-07-13T07:05:15.748+01:00"Look for the Helpers", yes indeed! And ..."Look for the Helpers", yes indeed! And with all their selfless courage, they still come.Pen Wilcockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13818227904371811230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55532501364780143.post-90239207944737067162016-07-13T00:46:04.389+01:002016-07-13T00:46:04.389+01:00I am reminded of a book I once read on the holocau...I am reminded of a book I once read on the holocaust & one image that has stayed with me for decades. As the nazis prepared to fire into the people lined behind the trenches prepared to take their bodies one father directed his young son's eyes upward to the blue of the sky & the birds flying free ~ away from the horror. Like the catch~cry*Look for the Helpers* there is still much beauty in the world, still good people, because change starts with us & how we choose. Ganeidahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04672025645404805764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55532501364780143.post-33160778847041675732016-07-12T17:46:49.258+01:002016-07-12T17:46:49.258+01:00:0) xx:0) xxPen Wilcockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13818227904371811230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55532501364780143.post-881889182919000262016-07-12T17:34:54.487+01:002016-07-12T17:34:54.487+01:00it's been a rough few weeks for our poor old w...it's been a rough few weeks for our poor old world, hasn't it? there is nothing to do but to have watchful eyes, listening ears and prayerful hearts. thank you for this lovely poem.gretchennoreply@blogger.com