"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:

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

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

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

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  4. 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.

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  5. 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.

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

    Is it spring yet?

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  7. very graceful! lovely mag!

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  8. Lovely Kathe....blessings...bkm

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  9. Sweet! Love listening to the laughter of childhood innocence.

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

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

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  12. A very good haiku. Thank you

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  13. Anonymous5:33 AM

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

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  14. 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.

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  15. 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.

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

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

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

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  19. 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. :)

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

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