Tuesday, March 28, 2017

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BALLOONS
Wetness stirs, tossing essence;
Reveling in sweet laughter of lavender,
My grandchild and I, float periwinkle dreams,
In shallow sheer delight, of crystal clear bliss.
We imbue exciting fragrances of make believe.
Us, connoisseurs, in our very own fables.
Pastel coloured balloons bunch overhead
© gillena cox 2017

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28 March 2015

37 comments:

  1. "in our very own fables" -- Oh, I love this. A grandchild's dream! :)

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    1. Thanks for dropping in to read mine De

      much love...

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  2. Whistles!!❤️💘This is such a wonderfully heart-warming write, Gillena😊sigh I love the images of you and your granddaughter and "periwinkle dreams".. the whole idea is just so enchanting. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support❤️💘


    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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    1. Happy you dropped in to read mine Sanaa

      much love...

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Thotpurge

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  4. Lavender laughter and periwinkle dreams - sweet write ~

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Grace

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  5. A delightful moment caught in time. Thanks for sharing!

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  6. I love the floating of "periwinkle dreams"! You are making magic for your grandchild that she will always remember.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Sherry

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  7. I always love your poems expressing the bond between you and your grandchild. This is very touching.

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  8. Floating in periwinkle dreams. Nice.

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Margaret

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  9. I like the fragrance of make believe and floating those periwinkle blossoms.

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  10. What a wonderful and sweet bond... you sound so happy together. The best a balloon can give.

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  11. Such joy and delight in the words and the feel here Gillena...

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  12. These moments are what dreams are made of

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    1. Surely Martin. Happy you dropped by

      Much love...

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  13. What a wonderful, tender poem. This is truly a memorable moment.

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  14. One of the joys of being a grandparent is skipping back two generations and playing again with the grandchildren.

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  15. What a lovely way to spend time with a grandchild, floating periwinkle dreams!

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  16. In shallow sheer delight, of crystal clear bliss.
    We imbue exciting fragrances of make believe

    A journey together!

    Hank

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  17. Oh me....loved this...so delightful!

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