Six Word Saturday - 11/21

Her two, my two: eleven grandchildren . . .

Wednesday Poetry Blogging

And now, for something completely different:

A poem by 9-yr-old granddaughter Rebekka.

A Girl


I know a girl
Who loves to loves to dance.
When she dances,
It's almost like she is floating on air.


I know a girl who loves to swim.
When she swims,
It seems like she's flying under water.


I know a girl who likes to dream big dreams.
When she dreams,
She goes to her own land that will always be hers . . .


This girl is . . .
Smart,
Funny,
Hilarious,
Sweet and,
Fabulous!
No girl in the whole world can ever be even close,
Ever be even similar to her.


~ Rebekka


Copyright Rebekka, all rights reserved.

Cricket

On a gravel path

we see a small green creature

Jumping Jiminy!

Mellow Yellow Monday - Nov. 16

An intersection

Middle of . . . Where? . . . I don't know

Which brick road to take

Shadow Shot Sunday, Nov. 15

In the shadow of

A slanting tree the footprints

Of ducks in a row

Sunday Music Blogging

Cuz, sometimes nothin' but a little Led Zep will do.

Six Word Saturday - 11/14

Twenty-seven years later,

married highschool sweetheart.