Tiny miracles
Overlooked by busy minds
Crushed by rushing feet
Eyes opening in wonder
Remember childhood’s magic
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Tiny miracles
Overlooked by busy minds
Crushed by rushing feet
Eyes opening in wonder
Remember childhood’s magic
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Jennie on My Summer Children | |
Jennie on My Summer Children | |
D. Wallace Peach on My Summer Children | |
Kally on My Summer Children | |
Jennie on My Summer Children |
Jennie on My Summer Children | |
Jennie on My Summer Children | |
D. Wallace Peach on My Summer Children | |
Kally on My Summer Children | |
Jennie on My Summer Children |
Wonderful. Thanks
You’re welcome, Flower.
Beautiful, Jennie. No wonder this one from Sue tickled you. Thanks for sharing. ❤
My pleasure, Diana. ❤️
I really love this!!! Thank you so much. Sure captures childhood and its magic.
It does, Anne. Thank you!
Awesome words, Jennie and the feathers are so beautiful.
Thank you, and the credit goes to Sue.
Nice reblog, Jennie. Sue nailed it. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
She definitely did! Thanks, Pete. Best to you.
Oh yes – the eyes of a child often see the world in all its glory. We lose so much growing up.
Yes, and yes!
Beautiful!!!
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That idea–that we miss a lot rushing forward–I find truer each year. Lovely reminder.
I do too, Jacqui. Age has it’s benefits, wisdom to stop and see being one.
Wonderful, Jennie! Yes, childhood magic should be kept.
Absolutely! Thank you, Charles.