` Blue skies over horizon again child arrives, jumps about looking pretty and tall the only sure part-- that dust flying near silence where fireflies wait
now, yellow dust fades into green beginnings then fireflies once more
Sounds like a great day at the beach, my two year old grandson would love the fireflies as he is obsessed with bumble bees at the moment lol.
Could be read as live as I have noted your new status a first time dad, is this the wait the arrival and the calmness before the next stage, the toddler years lol, which ever I loved it's sweetness and brevity, keep em' coming
Sounds like a great day at the beach, my two year old grandson would love the fireflies as he is obsessed with bumble bees at the moment lol.
Could be read as live as I have noted your new status a first time dad, is this the wait the arrival and the calmness before the next stage, the toddler years lol, which ever I loved it's sweetness and brevity, keep em' coming
My life is one poetic journey. If I am not reading or writing poetry, I simply live it. To me the experience of poetry should be such - to breathe it, create it, and receive it from poems and lives th.. more..