What I hated the most, burrs that would cling to your socks and your blue jeans.
Do you recall...
Pussy Willows in Springtime splendor,
Tall grasses, some with tassels,
Swaying and swooning amongst winds
Playing music only nature could hear
Can you remember...
Prairies,
Where grasshoppers jumped
Upon your clothing and
Butterflies were free
Reminisce...
Your childhood playgrounds,
Meshing with the beauty and awe
Mother Nature provided
Then, now, always. .. ..
What memories you make to come back, though we did not have any woodsy places near, only the beach, the ocean and the tasty wind off the ocean to satisfy our Natural palates...-e-
This was beautiful to read...
Makes me look forward to Springtime again...
In the meantime reminiscing halcyon days
of childhood....then, now, always.....
Diana....
Makes me look forward to Springtime again...
In the meantime reminiscing halcyon days
of childhood....then, now, always.....
Diana....
Regis
John