Swinging down low under the weeping willow
Gives me happiness that could never be replaced –
Dreaming of giggling blue fairies
And riding magical hairy ponies;
Watching Cinderella dance with poise
And playing with Peter Pan and the Lost Boys;
Weaving imagination and poetry
Creating a piece of an everlasting story.
So what gives me happiness that could never be replaced?
It is swinging down low under the weeping willow.
A contest entry
- Happiness by Maybe Anastasia.
500 points, ended January 29, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Happiness by Lucille.
300 points, ended March 17, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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nicely written..it does have that sing-song effect I also like the how the poem is contained in itself with the beginning cuplet and ending cuplet
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happy
happy write on true feelings . . liked "Dreaming of giggling blue fairies" and "It is swinging down low under the weeping willow" . . good job
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Such fun as a child
Often when I am alone I so love to just let that chil within me go free . To dream beneath a big tree and watch nature at play or to watch the cotton candy clouds form funny figures and smile .Oh you mustnt ever completly let go of the child within for they are the wings to our soul
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very nice! exactly what I was looking for! beautiful write. It flows so well. Great job and I loved the repetition. Thanks so much for the entry.
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This is magical. This read is a pure delight filled with images that we all know. Very well done!
Love,
Amera♥
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