I offer Rage a chairinvite a conversation She rants about childhoodand neglect, powerlessnessin the face of abuse And I nod and remember,suggest she’s also feeling grief And she talks about cryingalone, no one caring, and howI don’t let her cry anymore I put up walls, I agree,and ask how I can help Stop leaving me […]
Wee rowan laddrums me into nighta fabled rhythmconjuring mysticaloneiric encounters There is freedomin dreamingslipping ego’s holdsoul taking flight There is sorrow toofor when the drummer’ssong is donemorning must come. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own.)
Age, a rocky torbegs attitudinal shiftmore wonderthan fortitude Cyclical, actuallywisdom allottingchildish valoura dash of mellow. (For RDP’s prompt: mellow. Image my own.)
Moments that turn in a lifetime’s memories–well done V.J.! ❤
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Thank you!
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thank you for sharing…….love the energy in the photos.
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Isn’t it great! Thanks.
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🙂
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Great shots!
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Thanks. So fun!
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You are welcome!
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Oh VJ, they (the girls) just look like SO MUCH FUN!! ❤
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So much energy and athletic like their grandma used to be.
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Wow, good genes!
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Ha ha…not sure about those genes…
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My opinions: the photos of them reflect your “can-do” spirit 🙂 And that will get them far in life.
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They do have that. Sweet girls.
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Are they feisty too? 🙂
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Both very different. The cart-wheeler is feisty, the other sensitive.
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Nice balance 🙂
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Fabulous photos VJ 🙂
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome 🙂
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