sadness
Carpe Diem #1028 sadness
[...] "Sadness is but a wall between two gardens." [...] Khalil Gibran
blooming cactus
petals blow across the wall
unwanted clutter
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Carpe Diem #941 Heart The blue-eyed, blond haired boy stole my heart when he was just a kicking fetus. The love continued to grow as we watched him coo, then talk his special talk. Grandaddy, (Nandad) always let him play with the tool box. Screwdrivers were i-dikers. Caboose was bagoose. The Playskool Tyke Bike was and is nooden-nooden. When looking for someone, he would say their name in a sing song, quizzical fashion while shaking his head in a negative fashion. He now uses words he learned during his college and grad school years two decades ago. These words are not nearly as fun as those precious made up toddler words. thunderclap acts as a bossy stormhorn rainbrella time! © Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI
Blooming cactus flowers are tough. It can sustain for sometime. Perhaps too long. Rightly so Janice!
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I was thinking about the wall and immagration.
DeleteCactus petals are as lovely as rose petals.
ReplyDeleteYes, they are.
DeleteHari Om
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Yep! janice xx
DeleteAbsolutely!
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