Thick as thieves and split pea soup
Quite a pair we two
Morning light and off we go
On tiptoe quietAlone in thought
A song or three
In harmony
Dancing all aloneFingers tapping, arms raised high
Peek to see who’s watching
A smile, and laugh
Sweet memories rebornNot mom, nor wife
But child again, transformed along the path
Dreams take flight
If only for this hourThe girl within
Is young again
On these still walks alone
When morning dawns bright
* submitted for Amy’s ‘Five-Minute Breakfast Poems.’
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you have such awesome talent. i loved the poem! LOVED it!
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Beautiful imagery! Beautiful poem. Girl, you did this in 5 minutes? Go, you.
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I have tried and tried to get a great foggy shot like this, but fail every time.
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I like the feeling that I’m peering into a special, solo moment. And this:
The girl within
Is young again
On these still walks alone
When morning dawns bright
Who we are in our hearts is so dear, isn’t it? Great job!
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Nice!
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Love that sentiment! And so nicely expressed, too.
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Where’s the “LOVE” button???
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But isn’t ‘the girl within’ ALWAYS young? She seems to me to be.
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this “But child again, transformed along the path” is lovely and I want to know so much more about the child. xoxoxo thank you babe!
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