Baby Steps to the Aisle (poem) by Vivian L Dawson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by ANNA CLOUTIER (Reader)

Reviewed on June 8, 2011

GROWING UP CHILDHOOD FANCY TO ADULT LOVE...SO VERY DIFFERENT. ANNA

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

Stepping back in time to see the full picture with eyes of love, compassion, and respect, simply beautiful...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Phillip William Allen

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

You've penned the change of children becoming adults very well.

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

Beautifully written. The baby steps to the aisle often too quickly rushed into but hope rings eternal for all the best in these to continue in love just as if the first time.

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

True innocence to be treasured, Vivian,
and fading fast from our world invaded by
gimmickry and empty images. At the moment,
the British government is considering introducing
legislation to control the content of overtly sexual music vidoes
which are unsuitable for children - a noble
suggestion but not possible to enforce or 'police'
unless the parents do it...and most won't or can't.

John

Reviewed by Gene Williamson

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

Vivian, the photo and your words are treasures that
will light up the lives of you and yours forever...
-gene.

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

Oh what that first kiss can start!

Reviewed by Joy Hale

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

A lovely poem about the early years of "coming of age", enhanced even more by the precious picture you selected. A wonderful "looking back" poem that can be enjoyed by all. Tender, loving and sweet... much like the Lady Vivian we all know. Joy L. Hale

Reviewed by Laura Fall

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

Words spoken wonderfully indeed a sweet poem and picture Laura

Reviewed by Mike Mirabella (Reader)

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

how nice to think back with such a wonderfull poem to be guided buy

Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

This poignant little poem speaks for all parents, you have captured that frisson experienced when the child becomes an adult, the mixture of apprehension and optimism. I like the "thorns" analogy, life's a bit like that.

Reviewed by George Dominguez

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

How cute and vividly imagined. Never rush them to grow up they'll get there in time. Some sooner, others later. life is never the same once we grow up. Wonderful poem Vivian. Love it. George AKA THE WISE OLD OWL

Reviewed by Elizabeth Price

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

I can be remember being in a rush to grow up or reach the age of maturity and for what? Now I'm enjoying my second childhood or is it the third? Oh well, what a lovely and beautiful poem. Liz

Reviewed by Cliff Long (Reader)

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

A perfect poem you create inspired by the perfect picture. The beauty of poetry and pictures is that you can create your own perfect fantasy. Too many kisses have said I love you, you love me. Too many broken hearts followed them. C'est la vie.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

Can't remember my first kiss, but I do remember the first time a little girl . . . Figure it out.

Sweet poem. Growing up. We were all in a huge rush for that, huh? After it got here it wasn't exactly what we thought it would be.

Still, we made the best of it and life more or less took care of the rest.

I missed out on a lot of life because of my rambling, but some say II saw real life simply because of it. I suppose both are right.

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on June 6, 2011

Breathtaking sweet lady....and the photo is so precious ....just like you...Hugsss,much love to you always