AH... This photo is gorgeous! The poem is wonderful too. There is never enough time for hugging sons (and daughters). I think I will go do that now. :~)
Cryssa
Theresa, the photo is stunningly beautiful...a tribute to Nature's glory, and your plea is so apropos...one can relate. The older one gets the faster daytime slips away...I hope your Sandman heeds you.
The stunning photography so illustrates the sense of "losing battle" we have with Sandman when he becomes insistent! I marvel at those busy, busy people who seem to have at least 48 hours to my feeble 24, and I usually stagger to my bed without the least shred of resistance left in me at the end of 19 hours... But, what do I do with my allotted time? Whatever, never enough spent "hugging sons", that's for certain sure. Nice strong rhythm to your verses here, Theresa. Pleased to meet you and to read about your fascinating life. I look forward to more. TY Kate xx
This is a superb poem TJ that truly moves the emotions! The pboto has to be one of the best I've ever seen with the glimmer you captured on the water and behind the trees,with such clarity! To me an award winner!
Like sands through the hourglass, so are the Days of Our Lives...Sandman Stand to the Side is a special reminder to use our time wisely and get the most out of each day. When one is with Nature, one is Whole. Another reflection in the cathartic waters of life each day and we take a moment of silence to absorb what has been created for us all in the diversity of life...be well, Theresa...Blessed Be.
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After a long awaited weekend visitation caused by false allegations of sexual abuse, Glen got to see his children for the first time in over two months. He promised them that they would never be apart again and then they disappeared.
After a long awaited weekend visitation caused by false allegations of sexual abuse, Glen got to see his children for the first time in over two months. He promised them that they would never be apart again and then they disappeared.
Cryssa
Love,
Gina
Ron
Love,
Eileen
Love Tinka
can feel you just a singing and rocking your little ones as they fall off to sleep...enjoyed the thoughts
Be safe,
Karen
Love the write and picture Theresa...
Fee
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Wee nitpick: third stanza - grown too short (one o missing)
Sunnies,
Deborah
Regis
Sage