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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ReplyDeleteLove the idea - sadly ours is just mud and muck at the moment... I realised I may have missed several having been away for a few days. Forgive... YAM xx
We noticed just this week the leaves are losing the green. there is not usually much coloring here in Texas. Back in Missouri it could be really outstanding some years. No, you probably have not missed much, I have not been doing a lot. Dizziness and neck issues and now something has happened to the tendons or somethin in my leg.
DeleteExcellent tanka in 'free-style' ...
ReplyDeleteThank you. I am enjoying the 'free style'.
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