MimaScraps wrote:
Lori how very touching. So sorry for what your brother went thru and for what you went thru with him.
MimaScraps wrote:
scrapscot wrote:Here's my lo for this challenge. I wrote this poem in 1961 and it was published in the school newsletter at San Jacinto Elementary.
There is beauty in everything I seeMorning mist, scarlet trees in the autumnLittle country roads that seem to have been forgottenThere is beauty in every simple thingIn the smile of a child who is playingEven those who are lonely will be savedBy the warmth of another springThere is beauty inEverything.
MimaScraps wrote:
Ayla wrote:What does JCI mean?MD_Scrap_Divas wrote: JCI
joannie wrote:Here is mine.
It’s fun to get with cousins
To trick-or-treat once more
Up and down the road we walk
Going door to door.
Collecting all the candy
That our bags can hold
Hoping for our favorite
Before the night gets cold.
And when the night is over
When we’ve put away our gear
I hear the same old question
“What shall we be next year?”
joannie wrote:Here is mine.
It’s fun to get with cousins
To trick-or-treat once more
Up and down the road we walk
Going door to door.
Collecting all the candy
That our bags can hold
Hoping for our favorite
Before the night gets cold.
And when the night is over
When we’ve put away our gear
I hear the same old question
“What shall we be next year?”
HCayH wrote:Thanks for the challenge- I have pulled out my old writing notebooks and hope to use more on future layouts. I wrote this poem back in high school and thought it fit these pics perfectly. My son has been the absolute happiest child from the day he was born:
"Happiness is a butterfly-
it gracefully flits
from person to person.
Some people catch it and hold on
...some let it go.
It doesn't live long
in a box or cage,
But it will return again,
and again,
to a blossoming flower."
aceason wrote:I love everyone's beautiful poems. I was too silly so I came up with this one for our very windy sandy beach trip...
Sand in our hair, Sand in our toes, Sand where it shouldn't be, That's where it goes. But we love the beach, With all of its trials, And that's why we'll be back, In just a little while.
joannie wrote:Here is mine.
It’s fun to get with cousins
To trick-or-treat once more
Up and down the road we walk
Going door to door.
Collecting all the candy
That our bags can hold
Hoping for our favorite
Before the night gets cold.
And when the night is over
When we’ve put away our gear
I hear the same old question
“What shall we be next year?”