A L O H A
From
Honolulu
Angels descending,
bring from above,
echoes of mercy,
whispers of love.
Fanny J. Crosby
Little minds are tamed
and subdued by
misfortune; but
great minds
rise above them.
Washington Irving
Field of Play
by Cloudia Charters
A small child
in a big field—
so much grass,
so much sky,
so much room
to be alive.
She runs
without knowing
where running goes.
Stopping
to meet a bug,
a cloud,
a flower.
Each one
a whole world
of wonders.
I remember being small
before I knew
the names of things.
I hope the world
is gentle with her.
I hope she keeps
the way of seeing:
that life is wide,
wonder is enough,
and play
is how we learn
to belong.
Kindness is a power
we all have.
We just have to
decide to use it.
Mo Rocca
꧁❤꧂
Love You,
Cloudia & Pixie
Philosophy begins
in wonder.
Plato
16 comments:
Great words, Loved the post. Beautiful pics. Greetings to you and Pixie. Have a great week ahead.
Beautiful photos Cloudia. I love all the quotes and your lovely poem.
Take care, enjoy your day! Have a wonderful week!
Your poem is outstanding, dear Cloudia. You describe the essence of being a child perfectly! May your day be blessed!
"Philosophy begins in wonder. Amen Plato!
I also hope the child grows up to be child-like in the best way!
As always great to see and read.
I love your poem, Cloudia. ;-)
I love that first quote. The second image is astounding! The little one playing is cute and Pixie is always cuter. Have a nice day today.
Beautiful photography, beautiful quotes and beautiful Pixie.
Thank you for joining the Awww Mondays Blog Hop.
Have a fabulous Awww Monday and week. Scritches to Pixie. ♥
Love the sun peeking through the clouds.
That's a great quote by Washington Irving to go with the flower.
I absolutely adore your poem. May that child never lose her desire to learn and belong.
Pixie know kindness when she sees it!
I love the photo of the Mountain Dew and snacks. I love the shadows they created. Thanks for sharing this with us for T this Tuesday, dear Cloudia.
My little 1 year old grandson was walking in the fluffy backyard in his bare feet. When he stepped into the shadowy area, he stopped and looked down, wondering why it was colder than the sunny grass. Linda in Kansas
What gorgeous pics. Happy T day!
Hi Cloudia, another lovely post! Your blog really lifts my spirits and your quotes and poems encourage me to ponder a multitude of very inspiring thoughts. I love hibiscus flowers so much! When I was growing up in California we had a huge red hibiscus bush. We used to pick them and turn them upside down and pretend they were dresses or skirts for our imaginary tinker bell like fairies. :). I haven't thought about that in literally decades. I have seen them in many colors but I don't think I have ever seen a white one before. So pretty! Have a nice day ahead. :)
What a wonderful poem and gorgeous shots!
Absolutely beautiful! Lovely words and precious photos. Thank you for bringing us joy and beauty in our life. Blessings your way!
I love the poem and I watch my grandchildren play and how much joy there is....
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