How tantalizing they can be
when they think they go unnoticed.
Flitting around as if they own the place;
never giving thought to rhyme or reason…
just like children at play!
How I envy their freedom, their flightiness, their lithe abilities.
Shall I attempt to mimic their antics?
Ahhh! To be a child again and frolic as I may;
to become unleashed in natures wonderful habitat
and enjoy all the natural beauty of childhood and the Impish Ones.
Alas! I have limitations in my “maturity”…but not in my mind!
So I will cavort with the Impish Ones once more…
The Ghosts of Childhood.
© Jackie (Micke) Jinks, October 2006
Love and blessings
Lena
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
well written ... enjoyed ...
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie Msy Angel :o)
Love,
Eileen
We must play!
Regis
Rusty
He or she who thinks young in their mind will remain Immortal forever..
Fun write that lightens up our life..
Peter