Upon old Snow, mud-grey, part Ice,
he finds an Autumn leaf, gnarled Gold;
he finds an Autumn leaf, gnarled Gold;
he sees how Seasons live & die;
Nature Mother, hold my child.
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..Oct 19th, 2009..
A little boy Spirit haunts a toy truck my son used to play with. He's a sweet Spirit. I think his name is Eddie.
Don't think I will put the "Eddie-truck" away in a closet. I like my Spirits where I can ~see them. I love new Friends.
Oct 19th, 2009
I'm happy my babe now has moved on to other toys,even tho "Eddie" seems a kind ghosty.I prefer my son plays with toys of this LifeTime.
Oct 19th, 2009
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Tears freeze my eyes; I leave you in school's doorway.
You feel me, turn to see me wave.
How will I ever let you go, my angel?
Kindergarten
Angels twirl,cloaked in frigid white lace.
Angels twirl,cloaked in frigid white lace.
My child sees them dance,
reaches a still soft baby-hand,
retrieves their soft bodies,
Smiles.
..Oct 19th, 2009..
A little boy Spirit haunts a toy truck my son used to play with. He's a sweet Spirit. I think his name is Eddie.
Don't think I will put the "Eddie-truck" away in a closet. I like my Spirits where I can ~see them. I love new Friends.
Oct 19th, 2009
I'm happy my babe now has moved on to other toys,even tho "Eddie" seems a kind ghosty.I prefer my son plays with toys of this LifeTime.
Oct 19th, 2009
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