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Carpe Diem #1056 dew
barefoot
walking along the path
awash in dew
© petra domina
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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
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ReplyDeleteMy toes twitched!!! YAM xx
Good day, Yam
DeleteWalking in dewy grass is such a pleasure! janice xx
It sort of tickeles my arch :)
ReplyDeleteI can feel this one :)
ReplyDeletejen
Good, I could as I wrote it! Mmmmmm such a cool feeling on a hot day.
DeleteLovely!
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