on cynking

… by the time your son hits his thirties it won’t be a ‘cynking’ feeling anymore, you’ll be playing in it like wet sand on a beach, squelching on the spot, seeing how far down you will go, seeing if you can get it over your feet … there is solidity beneath

I thought this was a beautiful sentiment and a reminder not to dwell on the past but look toward the future. I’ve selected this as my November 2016 comment of the month. This image will live on over at my “Couldn’t have said it better” page.

I encourage you to visit m lewis redford’s blog and explore the poetry found there.

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