as presented by Grace is “Sun”or form of
the word in a poem of exactly 44 words
including the title.
Submitted to dVerse
July 15, 2019
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Barefoot child with tousled hair
toes anchored in prairie dust
limbs tanned and nose freckled
greeting father’s return from the field
lifted high in arms so strong
inhaling smell of sweat and sunshine
familiar chuckle speaking love
memories linger, caught in sunbeams
still today.
I like the smell of sweat and sunshine and the remembrance of your father.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful memory. I remember waiting for my grandpa's old red Ford pickup truck making it's way up the hill on the dirt road and him slowing down so I could hop on the running board. So blessed are we.
ReplyDeleteIndeed we are. Blessed is the child who knows acceptance and love.
DeleteA lovely memory turned into a lovely quadrille.
ReplyDeleteAw the nostalgia. Nice one Bev
ReplyDeleteMuch❤🕊❤love
What a beautiful memory for the child and father. That smell of sunshine and love lingers on.
ReplyDeleteThanks Bev for being part of our dVerse community.
memories linger, caught in sunbeams
ReplyDeletestill today.
Hang on to those precious memories!
What a beautiful nostalgic image!
ReplyDelete"memories linger, caught in sunbeams" is such a beautiful line, Bev
ReplyDeleteBeautiful memories captured so well in your quadrille, Bev! The familiar smells and sounds never leave you.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful moment caught in a poem.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully penned Beverly, I can hear the 'familiar chuckle speaking love' xxx
ReplyDeleteA beautiful word picture you have drawn for us.
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