"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw
"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Tuesday, February 08, 2011

Magpie #52

Magpie #52

A quiet snowy day
Hears the laughter of children
Coming out to play
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Photo by Tess Kincaid

21 comments:

Stafford Ray said...

...and I know where you are Kathe. Listening from under the comforter or at the window with your steaming all-milk coffee!

Bee's Blog said...

Delightful. I always associate children playing in the snow with happiness and laughter. The cold never deters them.

Bee's Blog said...

Delightful. I always associate children playing in the snow with happiness and laughter. The cold never deters them.

Kristen Haskell said...

Perfect for Springfield today as it was another snow day from school! My neighborhood darlings shoveled my drive. I have the very best neighborhood kids in the world.

little hat said...

I flicked back a few blogs Kathe. Lovely pieces, Nice and simple. Mind mind craves simplicity and calm.
No juggling in your world! Another example of laws gone mad - protectiing us from impossibly unlikely events.

Lolamouse said...

And here I will stay
Wrapped in my warm terry robe
Sipping my cocoa.

Is it spring yet?

Priyanka Bhowmick said...

very graceful! lovely mag!

signed...bkm said...

Lovely Kathe....blessings...bkm

Reflections said...

Sweet! Love listening to the laughter of childhood innocence.

jabblog said...

The quiet snowy day will be noisy soon enough now the children are out to play:-)

Helen said...

I can 'see' the little darlings filing out the front door ....

Doctor FTSE said...

A very good haiku. Thank you

Girl in My Own World said...

Awww, I love this! It makes the picture of the winter dsy feel so warm! :o)

Lena said...

I adore the sound of the local school's children having playtime fun in the snow! I can hear it from my frosty-breath doorstep.

thingy said...

They aren't laughing when they have to help dig.

Snow and this house bring contradictory emotions. LOL.

I loved your happy place of mind.

little hat said...

I had been looking at that photo and thinking it was a bleak cold scene. Your poem made me see the sun.

rel said...

Kathew,
No one enjoys a winter's day more than children, nor a haiku too, for that matter.
rel

Judy Roney said...

What a fun take on this prompt. You know how to make the short and sweet.

Lydia said...

A fine snowy day poem! I just wish we had had at least one snowy day in our area this year. Too late? Maybe not, but I won't hold my breath. :)

Jingle said...

so few words, so powerful imagery.
a neat tale.

~T~ said...

A perfect day!