Poetry/Short Stories Landlord October 19, 2017October 19, 2017 rhythminlife Freedom of a child In an open field Gathering treasures; Fall confetti leaves. ~Susan McMillan Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)MoreClick to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Thank you very much Camie. Kids love Fall leaves for some reason. I believe it’s the beautiful colors and shapes they get to find. Reply
“Confetti leaves” is the perfect description! As a child I used to collect leaves and those maple tree helicopter seed things…at 64 I still sometimes collect leaves! Simplicity and inspired wording make your poems so lovely. ❤️ Reply
Love it, beautiful play with words.
Thank you love 🙃💖
I love the description: “fall confetti leaves”.
Thank you very much Camie. Kids love Fall leaves for some reason. I believe it’s the beautiful colors and shapes they get to find.
I think you’re right!
Lovely photo, beautiful sentiments!
“Confetti leaves” is the perfect description! As a child I used to collect leaves and those maple tree helicopter seed things…at 64 I still sometimes collect leaves! Simplicity and inspired wording make your poems so lovely. ❤️
Thank you so much Julie.💝. Glad that we can always be kids at heart 😁