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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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  1. 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

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

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

  1. 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

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

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

  1. 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.

  1. Date: 1/22/2013 4:03:00 PM

    Stunning and magnificent Russell. Thanks for sharing. Hugs and luv, Gail

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

    Gorgeous write, Russell :)

  1. 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

  1. 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 :)