"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw

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Saturday, February 19, 2011

Happy Pie Day-Happy Poetry Potluck!

Happy Pie Day
The scent of apples
Fills the neighborhood
Evokes cinnamon memories
Of mothers and apple pies
And childhood times gone by
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A smile a day keeps the blues away
Mom and Apple pie can do the same
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Could not resist putting this smirky face on the pie!
Have a great week!

10 comments:

  1. Hilarious, how you not feel good eating that?

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  2. What a happy face and a fun apple pie. To be served with ice cream, custard or cream??

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  3. He looks so yummy, but how can you eat it now?

    It's so cute!

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  4. It looks delicious and completely irresistible with that big smile. Now I am hankering for a piece...

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  5. I love pie, and want to celebrate pie day with you!

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  6. Anonymous4:37 PM

    Delicious and happy poem! :)

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  7. so delicious and yummy looking.

    what a homely take.
    you rock, my friend.

    A++

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  8. Anonymous11:38 PM

    haha! this is cute! my potluck's here: http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/06/04/metamorphosis/

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  9. Anonymous6:09 AM

    Lovely poem and piccy! I could smell the cinnamen as I read the words.
    Thanks for visiting my poem earlier.

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  10. I draw in my pie crusts, too. Looks delicious!

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