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Olivia, Age Four
by James Shammas (Age: 44)
copyright 05-14-2005


Age Rating: 4 to 127

 
When she holds a flower, she feels the sky's shower
And all from whence it came. Gazing at a star,
No words are spoken, a 'twinkle, twinkle'
Is enough by far. Her gleaming eye knows,
Like the bud of a rose, that my fine words
Shut her in darkness. So with a hush and smile,
She feels the flowers giggle and the stars wink back,
As she leads me down the garden path,
And worlds blossom from our joined hands.




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05-15-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

It is such a tragedy that with the years and knowledge we gain, we loose. We loose the peaceful innocence that lets us see things from a child's viewpoint. This is a sweet poem and I do like it! Anthony
05-15-2005 David Pekrul    

My little girl is grown and married. Even though she lives in the same town as me, and I see her often, this poem makes me miss my 'little girl'.
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