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Spring in the park by Denise Edwards Friday, March 19, 2004 Not rated by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan
Mornings of golden sunrises abound beginning quietly, void of any sound save for birds singing in the tree I rush out, anxious to finally be at my chosen spot for the day I joyfully watch the children play with gleeful laughs and squeals chasing the cottony puffs of the daffodils Young ducks glide slowly across the lake's surface of sparkling blue I spy a small squirrel and marvel at how fast it can chew The air is sweetened with honeysuckle, jasmine and rose scents warm and welcome and enticent I smile sadly as I sat on the bench until it's nearly dark relunctant to relinguish this spring day at the park

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Reviewed by Regis Auffray	3/20/2004

You make gigantically important the tiny thing as it should be for they are what holds the world in sanity. Thank you, Denise. Love and peace. Regis




Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado	3/20/2004

sweet write, denise; loved this gentle and calming write! (((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in burleson, karen lynn. :D




Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers	3/20/2004

Denise, Spring is a wonderful activity. Never a dull moment in nature. Thank you for letting me watch with you. Lisa




Reviewed by jude forese	3/19/2004

catures the moment most marvelously!




Reviewed by Daniel McTaggart	3/19/2004

O dem kooky squirrels! Wit de way dey chew, it be a wonder dey don't start a fire in dem cheeks! I understand your sadness, though. I would also be reluctant to end such a wonderful day. Then again, if you drive really fast, you can enjoy the day all over again. Except you'll probably be in China.




Reviewed by Evelyn Simon	3/19/2004

Beautiful imagery, Denise. I enjoyed reading it, it reminds me of when I used to visit the park. I'm too scared to visit the park now; I don't want to get robbed. LOL!