Poem -

a star sky

On occasion,
I would snatch me a starry night.
Sometimes from a dream or two,
but mostly
From the story books

Them ones made for little kids
The ones with huge black words
and pictures that smelled
Of honeysuckle and mammas
Of moon nights and smiles
Yep, on occasion I'd steal up
my own secret piles

I'd hang me a star sky, and
imagine a while
just how it might feel
To have been such a child

yep....

M ~
 

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Shaun Cronick

Guess we all yearn to go back Marion and bid time return and perchance be somebody else, we do in a way through dreams, thoughts and certain memories.
And a wise person once said...

'If you are becoming old and you wish to be young again, if only for a moment, try and identify a dragonfly.'

Thanks for sharing and the memories.
Hugs. xx

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Marion

'Try and identify a dragonfly' wow Shaun I've never heard that saying before. I tried to rescue one a few years back from a bucket of water...put it on my windowsill hoping it would dry out. It was big , it died and yes...I cried. Thankyou my friend x

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Shirley Harrison

I often wish I was a child again dear Marion, to not know all the things I know as an adult. Profound 🌹

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Marion

Do you? ... it would be easier on us wouldn't it if we all knew the script before we found ourselves on the stage. I can't think of anything worse than to endure another lifetime Shirley...I'm on my ninth and if I'm.not I'm going to bloody insist that I am...I'll take a good lawer with me if I have too 😆😆 thankyou x

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Neville

There are lots of things that are not suitable for kids or so we are told .. more oft than not tho' the warnings are just a load of baloney made up by so called caring adults to warn off the inquisitive child in all of us .. N :) 

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Marion

You are probably right...shame none of us see the mind control we are subjected to all our lives by the powers that be 
untill it is too late and we are too old or possibly...just don't care anymore...thanks Nev x

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Neville

It's got to be one of those reasons surely .. x

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