morning breeze
Carpe Diem Universal Jane #16 Morning Breeze
glistening strands
floating across the path
on the morning breeze
tickles her nose, spider
watches her perform web dance
© 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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ReplyDeleteHehehehehe - oh I know that dance!!! YAM xx
me, too.
DeleteYes, I think we have all experienced that one! I like your description.
ReplyDeleteYes, many have done this particular dance!
DeleteBeautiful continuation.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kristjaan.
DeleteBeautiful Janice.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Pat.
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