Gemma's ~~~ "Greyscale Territory" ~~~~~~~ Poetic Songlines: Happy New Year Child

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Happy New Year Child

Illustration by: Frances Brundage 1900
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Monday's Child #26
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Thursday Poets' Rally ~ Week #36
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I have the face of a cherub
With eyes that glint with smiles
But I know how to reap
The fears that weep
And build castles in the sands of time

For I am the New Year child
Destined to be your guide
I see your dreams
And hear your sighs
And offer you joy on the next high tide
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Monday's Child - (an illustration from a children's book is the writing prompt) - is hosted by bkmackenzie

Thursday Poets' Rally is hosted by Jingle

Thank you Jingle!

7 comments:

signed...bkm said...: This is so cute...makes me want to jump on board with this baby New Year and make the most of each day....thank you so much for posting...may you have a Blessed Holiday Season and New Year...bkm; December 21, 2010 at 4:32 PM
bj said...: How cute this is. I just know the new year will bring much happiness to all of us. It is going to be a fine year, I think.

Thanks for coming by my place. Come again soon.
and...have a blessed and MERRY CHRISTMAS.
xo bj; December 21, 2010 at 7:10 PM
Jingle said...: vivid and lovely.

perfect piece to welcome 2011.
Thanks for sharing with poets rally.; January 1, 2011 at 10:42 AM
satan's hotel said...: This was a great little piece to discover on new year's day...thank-you!; January 2, 2011 at 4:45 AM
Pamela said...: I'm ready for some joy!!!!; January 4, 2011 at 5:21 PM
Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hall said...: Thanks for the support,

Happy Thursday,

;); January 6, 2011 at 1:34 PM
Anonymous said...: lovely.. mine for this thursday- http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/02/14/hunger/; January 6, 2011 at 8:59 PM

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