I am walking
In a pen-and-ink drawing
Snow the lustrous linen paper
Trees sketched neatly thereupon
Sparrows stippling the space between
Then my children
Dash onto the scene
Coats of turquoise and coral and blue
Sleds in other neon hues
And brighter than all
The incandescent color of laughter
That’s so beautiful! Love it.
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Thank you, dear! You need to post the one you wrote as well.
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Sigh… Maybe. Ok.
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😊
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You KNOW I love this poem, Meredith! What a beautiful analogy! ❤
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Of course you’d understand. 😊 Glad you enjoyed it, Lynn.
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Beautiful poem. Like a picture of a memory put into words.
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Thanks so very much.
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That’s really good! I love it.
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So kind! Thank you.
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Of course! Anytime!
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Wonderful. You’re a true talent.
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That means a great deal, coming from you!
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