The backyard filled with laughter and talking,
With ribbons bow tied in their black tightly curled hair,
Their laughter sings, a melody that warm my heart,
In worlds of make-believe, forever advancing.
My little girls, with small bright brown eyes,
Chasing butterflies across the backyard.
Their dreams take flight on wings of delight,
In their tender hearts, love shines warm and bright.
In whispered secrets beneath the moon's glow,
They share their hopes, their fears, their love.
Their innocence a treasure, a precious pearl,
My little girls, my whole world.
My hearts beating in human form.
With each passing day, they blossom and grow,
Yet in my heart, they remain small, my babies.
For time may fly and seasons may unfurl,
But forever they'll be, my precious little girls.
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Alecia Harriott
I am excited to share my passion for history, storytelling and poetry with readers around the globe and look forward to continuing my journey as a writer, one word at a time.
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Time for #2
This is the second article on my review of the ideas in The Four Agreements. Here's the first article: I knew that I'd move forward with this series, but I put it off as Agreement #2 is a big stumbling block for me. I'd like to say I decided to get out of my own way and thus wrote this, but that isn't the truth. (Since Agreement #1 is to Be Impeccable with Your Word I surely need to own up to that)
By Judey Kalchik 4 days ago in BookClub
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Nice poem Alecia. I loved it!