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Simple Pleasures

Playing with the kittens Full of scratches I was gettin Sitting in the apple tree for hours Dreaming of how God chose the colors of the sky Watchfully gazing As the clouds passed by Long walks on the farm with dad Training the beagles But what I loved the most Talks on the porch sitting so close PUPPIES everywhere nibbling, cuddling Huge smiles There’s nothing better as a child Hanging upside down on my swing set Still wondering about God’s paint set How much fun God must have everyday To start the morning off with such delightful play Catching bees, lightning bugs and baby birds that had fallen Running from the bees and the momma birds That were calling Riding in the back of the truck with my uncle When he went to feed the cows Do kids get to do anything That cool now With my grandma Id sew Small creations of the day She always put out Proudly on display Braids dangling from my cowboy hat Shooting my pop gun at the cat Watching Roy Rodgers Not missing a day He was my hero And still is today Sneaking so silently With my butterfly net But never close enough Could I get No video games Not much tv Please explain to me what you did All I can say is that it was A great time to be kid

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Date: 2/6/2009 5:52:00 AM
Those were great days alright, being outdoors, just finding things to amuse us rather than having things given to us. A nostalgic read, thank you so much for sharing this great piece! Michael
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Date: 1/5/2009 8:02:00 AM
This reminds me of all childhood fun for sure....I didn't have access to the farm unless at my Grandma's house...which I thought was the coolest place on the planet! Great poem Laurie! Also thankyou for the compliment on "Willing Whippingpost" As I understand the heart can be stubborn. This is a friend who repeatedly goes for the worst kind of guys when she has much better alternatives...it grows harder to feel pity when she comes crying!! Much Love, Steve
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Date: 1/3/2009 10:21:00 AM
Lots of the same stuff as you but I doubt if I could put it together in writing as well as you have here!! And, my mother was a drunk so not all my memories are as idyllic ... LOL ... Thanks for coming with you wonderful writing to PoetrySoup!!
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Date: 1/2/2009 7:33:00 AM
Yes indeed Laurie,such simple times yet they live with us.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments
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Date: 12/5/2008 7:03:00 PM
Loved the title - Loved the imagery - Loved the feel of the poem - wish I was a kid again...thank you for the memories. Peace always and may you and your loved ones have a Happy & Healthy Holiday season. John
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Date: 12/5/2008 4:50:00 PM
"Hello Precious & Blessed Laurie Ginn!"~It is wonderful to be a child~so fortunate to be within a place, free from the pain, starvation, illness and war---to be able to dream, and stand in awe, amid these beauties of comforts given! I always love the fact, that you lift you mention/lift the Holy Name of God & Christ within your wonderful writings dear lady!~So, "Have A Blessed & Beautiful Day, Love Always, John!"~Bye Dear:)
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Date: 12/4/2008 6:37:00 PM
I'm crying right now so. . . . .
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Date: 12/4/2008 6:28:00 PM
I only have two close friends
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Date: 12/4/2008 3:42:00 PM
Please tell me your HONEST and TRUTHFUL thoughts on my five new poems, Please, It would mean A LOT to me?. . . . Love Your Friend Alexz Matheny
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Date: 12/4/2008 1:46:00 PM
loved this poem. my dad was a farmer and my wife grew up on a farm, and we used to have a beagle, so i can really relate to this most warm and heartwarming piece of poety that you wrote, i will put it in my favorites. thank you for reading my poem Heart and for your kind comment.
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Date: 12/4/2008 6:12:00 AM
You had an exceptionally wonderful childhood, by the magic of your words. My childhood was just as enchanting, in different ways of course. A beautiful nostalgic write. Do you think our kids are worse off for the technology? Perhaps. Hoping love is enough. Love, Shar
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Date: 12/4/2008 2:03:00 AM
smelling weeds tasting tree leaves Catching ladybirds androlling in the garden with the dog. running across the sprinkler and after the calves across the fields eating too many plums and carrots until your tummy ached. Your style is simple and very easy to follow, as if told by a small child. It was great being a kid
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