Flittering, fluttering, flying on the breeze.
Swishing, swooshing, dancing in the sun.
Unconfined, unrefined, undefined,
Only living for the joys of life.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
FREEDOMFLYS
Posted by Moonshadow at 12:16 PM
Labels: Freedoomflys, Poetry, Prose
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9 comments:
I remember how great it was to be young like that.. Your words convey it perfectly...
Those eyes! What a beutiful girl! :)
Yes, she is beautiful, isn't she. But then I'm a bit biased since she's my granddaughter. I've been blessed with all beautiful grandchildren. And I love to give them reasons for their eyes to twinkle, like wings.
You have beautiful grandchildren!
Great poem too. Nice onomatopoeia. I can never write poems like that.
I've never been to KS, but I bet it's a great state, markedly different that that of MA.
What a lovely photo and beautiful verse full of life.
Hugs, JJ
ND - thanks for the comment. Sorry I'm so late in posting but I got sidetracked when I found that I couldn't access a blog from your link.
JJ - Always nice to have you visit. Thank you for the compliment.
Sweet sentiments! Love it.
LN - Glad you liked it. Thanks for dropping in and leaving a comment!
This is a wonderful photograph!
Thank You, Theresa! Good photographs are easy when you have GREAT subjects to take pictures of like my little Fairy Princess granddaughter.
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