The Eye of the Beholder

Surrounded by toys the toddler played in the sand with three rocks and five sticks.

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Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 10/2/2023 4:15:00 AM

what an imaginative poem. I'm guessing you were a kid who played with rocks and sticks. I played with boxes and paper and made all sorts of things. A lovely creation.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/23/2023 9:22:00 PM

Hahahahahahaha! You just keep bringin' it, John! Hahahahahahahah!

Jerry Brotherton

Date: 9/23/2023 10:56:00 AM

With three rocks, five sticks, and an imagination...a child can create a universe.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/23/2023 10:18:00 AM

haha same way with our pets

Daniel Turner

Date: 9/22/2023 6:51:00 PM

Perfect, John!

Di11y Da11y

Date: 9/22/2023 7:20:00 AM

And a thousand poems could be born from that one prompt John - you're on a roll today!

Jan Allison
Date: 9/22/2023 9:00:00 AM

I'd have loved to have the chance to comment on your saccharine poem it hit a chord with me. hugs jan xx

Di11y Da11y
Date: 9/22/2023 7:45:00 AM

Yep, I'm having a strop Jan - just quietly to myself (ish). It's like I paid into a club I'd like (rock music) and for some reason it changed to trance. I have zero tolerance for the wrong type of music.

Jan Allison
Date: 9/22/2023 7:20:00 AM

oh Dilly I am relived to see you, you had comments turned off xx

Jan Allison

Date: 9/22/2023 7:20:00 AM

so true John... and at Christmas they often prefer the cardboard boxes to make houses and space ships! hugs jan xx