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Spring Sky

. Shinning the squinting child with hands firmly fixed and stride in rhythm with his proud smile off he did scoot my precious my As he sung of joy and his loving God off he did scoot and oh tumbled off No not a tear did he shed no he did not cry he simply laid back and stared at that blue spring sky

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/15/2011 3:35:00 PM
We so often see wonder in a child's eyes. A beautiful thing to see.
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Date: 5/2/2011 5:17:00 AM
beautiful(:
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Date: 4/30/2011 1:28:00 PM
your a great poet and i love reading your work keep up the great works and thanks for you comment on my poem 'quick thought.'
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Date: 4/30/2011 9:09:00 AM
what a beautiful and warm poem you wrote, enjoyed very much. thank you for commenting on Brandon My Grandson.
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Date: 4/30/2011 9:05:00 AM
just how could one not feel the uplifting message in this sweet poem, James! Makes the reader feel as a child...excitement over a blue sky!! Nicely done!!!
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Date: 4/30/2011 7:15:00 AM
You're so sweet about commenting, James. Please always let me know when you post something new. I enjoy reading your work! Love you and miss chatting with you. Been sick lately, but I'll get by. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 4/30/2011 7:02:00 AM
just great! And in that inimitable Sir James style. Here is the tender love of a child put in such a way that the reader simply must chuckle with joy. Love, daver
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Date: 4/30/2011 6:13:00 AM
Greatest imagery from beginning to ending James.. the child is so sweetly described and the tumble did not detract from his view of the glorious gift of God ..the sky .. excellently penned by a brilliant poet .. u my friend are quite unique ..thankxx for your sweet critique of Tinker Bell.. she is so fun..luv..
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Date: 4/29/2011 7:57:00 PM
Stoic and somber. This poem reflects that quality towards the end. I hope that you take the draft as a sign for football this fall. the Redskins need a good draft. Haynsworth is a BLEEP! You are better off without him, PERIOD. I always enjoy your work. Regards, Gerard.
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Date: 4/22/2011 2:03:00 PM
Thanks for stopping by, James. Hoping to see some new work from you soon. Much love always, Carolyn
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Date: 4/22/2011 1:47:00 PM
The view through a child's delight..Enjoyed this perspective..Opens new doors of wonderment..Enjoyed..Your presence at my work was uplifting..Sara
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Date: 4/22/2011 12:48:00 PM
James, images so awesome.. Once again a joy to read and thank you for always checking in on me.. *hugs* to Noah and enjoy the weekend my friend. Love Wilma
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Date: 4/22/2011 12:46:00 PM
a great write, enjoyed reading.
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Date: 4/22/2011 12:07:00 AM
you painted an enchanting little picture of this tiny tot, james. I really like this one. and how neat that you learned a new word from me. There is some classic poem I think by shakeseare that uses that word you liked so much!!
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Date: 4/21/2011 9:51:00 PM
Noah brings so much joy to your life, James. I can just picture him so well in this poem. You are both fortunate to have each other. Have a blessed Easter, dear friend. Love, Carolyn
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Date: 4/21/2011 5:07:00 PM
Hi James.. this is a nice way to come back and read here at the soup... Very nice... glad im here snooping and posting... hope today inspires me to come back... had sadness in my family... take care.. always p.d.
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Date: 4/21/2011 4:56:00 PM
Elegantly penned James my friend.. an awesome picturesque view from a childlike quality of vision.. flowing words infiltrate the spirit when reading this lovely piece .. my friend... thankxx for your wonderful comments on my poetry luv.. wishing u and Noah a most blessed and wonderfully Happy Easter celebration....
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