The Good Old Days

ran down grassy slopes
looking for bleating lambs
chasing butterflies~
our world buoyant like bubbles
high up, dazzling rainbow hues.

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sara Etgen-Baker

July 30, 2026 at 5:57 PM

loved 'bouyant like bubbles' -- engaging imagery and poem. Wishing you well and sending hugs, Sara

Mohan Chutani

July 29, 2026 at 9:51 PM

lovely muse Valsa. I have been waiting for reply to my soupmails. Pl. do so asap. Thanks. Mohan

Joseph P. DiMino

July 29, 2026 at 7:05 PM

Very pleasant and beautiful...nicely done, Valsa. Love the imagery.

Andrea Dietrich

July 29, 2026 at 1:57 PM

I long for those carefree days. This is a lovely entry.

Tom Cunningham

July 29, 2026 at 1:37 PM

The good old days of our youth when we didn't have a care in the world but as we get older our eyes are opened and realise that all is not well with the world. Good luck in the contest Valsa. Tom