Oh no! It’s the last Five minute Friday post of the year. I’ve been pondering this week’s word Conclude all day and still really have no idea what to write. If you are struggling with your own posts you might want to get some inspiration from those who have already linked up! 🙂
One of the aspects of writing for Five minute Friday is how often, when I haven’t an idea of what to write, I start writing and suddenly a post a written. Do you ever have that? Don’t you find it fascinating? Anyways, I give you Reflection is not a bad thing.
Reflection is a bad thing
Just the other day,
I saw a post.
What has your reflection
over the past year taught you?
I thought WHAT? I need to reflect?
How’s I don’t wanna?
You can’t make me!
Reflection is only for planners!
But you know what happens
when someone puts a bug
in your brain?
You start thinking.
Shucks! There I go
Reflecting.
Noting how
Something I did was good.
This summer I
Decided… less time on my blog.
I focused on the yard,
On Building change.
I modified the rabbitry,
Brought in new cages.
Built new stands.
More stuff, yet more room.
Amazing how it worked out.
and then
I built gardens,
New raised beds.
Even the pond
was reconstructed.
A bit deeper, a bit longer.
The fish more room, happy.
The lad and I did much
Together.
Time to talk and laugh.
Creating connections.
It’s good to connect
to make different choices
Perhaps at the conclusion of a year
Reflection is not a bad thing?
Great, love how through it you connected with your son.
i certainly tried
Sometimes a real spiritual work is done by working on practical things together, and although a very practical person I am also naturally reflective, so I would be a yes, reflection is a good thing 🙂 Visiting from #FMF13
I”m learning the same
Wonderful connection between concluding something and how reflection helps.
thank you
My reflection, eh..?
Reflection may be a nice thing
unless, perhaps, it’s mine,
for I to yonder mirror bring
a view of Frankenstein.
It’s not that I’m an ugly chap;
I’m way beyond that place
and should pull the woolen cap
right down across my face,
but then I will no doubt appear
all set to rob a store.
“Lift it, dude…ah, well, oh dear,
down again, please like before
because your face, it will quite well
scare all the demons out of hell.”
it can’t be that be can it Andrew?
Well…I once volunteered to work in a charity haunted house for Halloween, and the bloke in charge said I didn’t need a mask.
It’s maybe not that naturally bad, but as the hard-luck pugilist I was, I had my nose andmy facial bones broken many times, and this has led to something of a singular presentation.
oh wow.. okay then! 🙂