That moment
when I caught him
watching leaves
falling from the trees
and reaching out
with his little arms
That moment
when I saw him
snapping a hawkweed flow’r
from its stem
and staring at it
laying on his hand
for however long
that moment
when he looks at me
his lips parting
into a tentative smile
his eyes bright
with questions
he cannot ask
is magic
pure and sweet
that bring wonders
to a jaded heart.
Is there anything greater
than watching the world unfold
through the eyes of innocence?
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Not only a lovely photo but a beautiful poem to go with it too!
https://southamptonoldlady.wordpress.com/2016/11/19/magic-mushrooms/
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Absolute magic, Imelda š š
Wow I love this one
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Can’t think of many!š
Truly beautiful photo Imelda, and loved the poem as well. Perfect for this week’s challenge.
That’s a very sweet poet, Imelda. You capture the feelings a loving parent very well. Of course, in my case, it would be the moment when my youngest son gazed with wonder upon a fallen leaf and then tried to shove it into his mouth. š
Fantastic portrait and words, Imelda. Thank you for the smile. š
Being able to see things with the innocent eyes of a kid…. š sigh, how lovely…
Beautiful poem, dear Imelda… have a great sunday! š
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I know that feeling very well… Diane
Absolutely magic!
absolutely magic! š
Thank you for liking my WPC: https://thinkinkadia.wordpress.com/2016/11/26/weekly-photo-challenge-hfall-in-%f0%9f%92%9a-with-nature/
I am enjoying your blog and will surely visit again.
Wonderful!