Children’s laughter peals as the
sound of musical bells echoing
in the wind chimes lingering on
breezes of sun-kissed cheeks
with arms and legs akimbo as
honeysuckle vines entwining
about you ever so tightly and all
that remains is fragrance of love
© August 2011 Renee Espriu
My grandchildren sometimes run towards me with so much enthusiasm it is hard to contain and when I thought of it this is what I wrote.
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Wow – wonderful, carefree words – love it!
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wow I loved every word of it and will leave with a fragrance of love
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nothing is more endearing than a child 🙂
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i forgot to say marvelous poem, it brought a garden full of sunshine in my room at ten thirty (night), somehow reminded me of my childhood full of sunshine and outdoor activities.
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Renee- this is precious … love the flow and the imagery! Bravo!!
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Filled with the innocence and sheer abandon of a child. We just got done with dress rehearsal for “Godspell Junior” (toned-down version), and working with these kids, all arms and legs and bubbly enthusiasm, made this poem come alive for me even more! Thanks, Renee! Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/08/05/silken-softness-poets-united/
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Renee, this is so sweet. I am still waiting for the arrival of my first grandchild.
Pamela
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I started young and they started young so I have 13 original grandchildren and now my oldest son and daughter have new significant others and have added 9 more! All this and I remember in high school saying I didn’t want any children at all. How times changed. Thank You for visiting, Pamela.
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