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Jul 18, 2009 09:18
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katden
July 18 2009, 22:25:28 UTC
This is terrific!!
"The dancing rainbows
of plastic bottles in the street
had a way of catching her eye.
She filled her pockets with broken
pieces of colored something-or-other,
and she knew without question
that it was beautiful."
I love the way you put this together!!
Best of Luck this week!
Kathy.
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aisling87
July 22 2009, 20:43:15 UTC
Thank you! I'm glad you liked it. I've been in a poetic mood lately. Thanks for reading and commenting. :)
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merthin
July 20 2009, 12:26:43 UTC
This is very sad and very realistic. The eyes of a child are so much better attuned to the beauty of things which adults can no longer see.
Your pieces (of late) seem so sad, so full of disappointment. I do hope your actual childhood was a little less grievous.
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"The dancing rainbows
of plastic bottles in the street
had a way of catching her eye.
She filled her pockets with broken
pieces of colored something-or-other,
and she knew without question
that it was beautiful."
I love the way you put this together!!
Best of Luck this week!
Kathy.
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Your pieces (of late) seem so sad, so full of disappointment. I do hope your actual childhood was a little less grievous.
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