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Childhood Dreams

She bends to gather Getting flowers of her youth Her mother stands near Smiling with a certain warmth This is what childhood dreams are Russell Sivey

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Connie Gildersleeve

Date: 1/25/2013 7:32:00 PM

Love this Tanka. I can image the child picking flowers and her mother near by smiling. Childhood memories those are the best time, if they involve smiles. Warm Smiles, Connie

Jack Ellison

Date: 1/23/2013 8:48:00 AM

Charming my dear friend... you nailed it! Well scribed... cheers, Jack

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl

Date: 1/23/2013 7:19:00 AM

Yes they are Russell I remember sitting in the meadow making daisy chains with my mum xx

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/22/2013 10:46:00 PM

Mom and flowers, the stuff childhood dreams are made of Russell!! Beautiful.

Joann Grisetti

Date: 1/22/2013 5:04:00 PM

i seem to have lost all of my dreams. Glad you have some. Thanks to my kind friend for your heartfelt comments.

Heather Ober

Date: 1/22/2013 1:36:00 PM

Gorgeous write, Russell :)

Sara Kendrick

Date: 1/22/2013 1:08:00 PM

This is a very creative and warm work that you have penned..Enjoyed reading this one today..Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 1/22/2013 12:07:00 PM

Pleasant childhood memories, Russell. - Good memories and good dreams we hide deep in the heart - Never forget, they are our treasures - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)