With her tiny pointing finger, she wonders at the moon, a child of my heart so small so cute, there is magic all around, for the moon is big and round, and grandma sings, a sweet smelling song. Plumerias white in the night, centers of yellow, like moon or like sun. Not every song, is lullaby in the night.
light of the moon -
heartbeats write the love songs
for a grandchild
© gillena cox 2016
Artistic Interpretations with Margaret - Carol Law Conklin Batik Artist
What a truly magical moment you have captured in prose and poetry.
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This is absolutely phenomenal, Gillena❤️ I so adore the images of "Plumerias white in the night, centers of yellow, like moon or like sun. Not every song, is lullaby in the night." sigh.. beautifully executed❤️
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What a lovely moment to be with moon and child
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So beautiful, love songs for a grandchild.
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The Moon is enchanting for most, including me. Thank you for this, it reminds me of when our daughter at about age four or five got some glasses. We were walking soon after in the evening and she exclaimed, "Dad, I can see the Man in the Moon. There really is one." Poor thing before glasses. But we didn't know.
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Indeed you'd is as charming a moment. Thanks for dropping by and sharing Jim
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Lovely, Gillena! I am hoping to be blessed with a grandchild soon, so I especially love the haiku:
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for a grandchild' - wonderful!
Thanks Kim. 🎄
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Magnolia is my favorite white flower but I can also see the plumeria moon :) Grandmother and granddaughter - phoenix and unicorn - both are precious images beneath the moon.
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