Another entry for our Wild Weeds Poetry Contest - Enjoy!
Those perfect days with peek-a-blue violets,
Laughing, giggling,
Now they are here, now they are gone!
Little hands pick a sweet bouquet,
Smiling, gifting, lovingly offered,
Now they are small, now they are grown!
Lovingly offered, lovingly accepted,
Peek-a-blue violets sit in a jelly jar,
Dancing on a breeze through an open window,
Peek-a-blue violets,
Memories are bright, memories are dim,
Now they are here, now they are gone!
Those perfect days.
By Jackie France
June 2010
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