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A walk in the forest with my five year old daughter |
Diamond Frames and You _________________________________________________ We walked through the forest Through the flame of colors Your little feet keeping pace with mine Yes little one, I remember well Those days in diamond frames and you Blowing soap bubbles in the air In amazement I looked at you A life I had brought to earth In amazement, you looked at the world Unfolding before your curious eyes Those days in diamond frames and you Blowing soap bubbles in the air An eternity passed, as we watched in awe The giant monarch butterfly Flutter away out of your reach But I held on, to your beauty and song Those days in diamond frames and you Blowing soap bubbles in the air Four eyes engrossed on insignificant ants Building giant burnt sienna hills Digging deep into the heart of the earth A million questions, your eyes afraid Those days in diamond frames and you Blowing soap bubbles in the air Little blue jeans, little bare feet Bangles on little artist hands Big brown eyes and eyebrows Sketched with one quick brushstroke Those days in diamond frames and you Blowing soap bubbles in the air You danced on my footprint Splashing monsoon puddles With a shriek of wicked laughter On my wind swept hair Those days in diamond frames and you Blowing soap bubbles in the air You didn’t need their designer toys Their short lived joys and acrylic face You were mine and ours The joys and a journey we share Those days in diamond frames and you Blowing soap bubbles in the air. |