This morning my thoughts are with those who have lost their homes and with the families whose loved ones are still missing in California. Such a tragedy. It will take years for many to recover. Life is fragile…and resilient.

Tragedy, heartache, loss are inevitable in this life. But that’s why we have each other. I normally pour my thoughts out on Sundays. Not today. The reverse poem below is pretty perfect. I’ll leave you with that…and this thought. Kindness matters.

Sunday’s Week in ReVerse – 18 November 2018

change comes by going there,
there is a voice, quiet
What’s the world coming to?
rainy days and bad hair
it’s between the lines, the truest words dwell
it’s time to wake up
roses still smell sweet
we remember, snapshots
its sweetness
only bits of dreams
listen to your heart
there’s more to life…
on the wings of kindness

~kat

A ReVerse poem is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.