Ah!
Good ol’ days
trapped in photographs
are the cheery ways
when joyous were laughs
And less were the scoffs
Sun shining in hay
lying in dirt stared
at horizons spread
wide above overhead
How intriguing all was
When less were laws
that passed our gaeity
as impropriety:naivety.(AJ)
Innocence and before
Life’s first doors
Honesty was the nature
Kindness stature
Smiles all we did
in happy moments true
Cried hearts out
In sad ones few
little we knew
wild soul be captured
Enthusiaism ruptured
giggles cruely punctured
I blame destiny
Fate blames me
unable to see
first conscious
optimism again
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 
Deliciously!!! I can only laugh.
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Thank you 🙂
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That was the whole point, one smile will make my day and a laugh will make the night too 🙂
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🙂 sleep well
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Et vous aussi 🙂
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Instant smile. Thank you again for amazing pics.
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Good to know 🙂 my job here is done 🙂
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These gave me some laughs!
Sweet photos! They remind me of It’s a Small World.
HUGS!!! 🙂
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🙂 it is indeed, thank you 🙂
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Now I have the song in my head! 😉
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🙂
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They are so cute. Look at he hippo and the horse too cute 🙂
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I most definitely agree 🙂
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
OH…SO…CUTE!!!! (THE HIPPO, ESPECIALLY!)
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Thank you so much 🙂
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We all can be childlike….and healthy! 🙂 Thanks for sharing this!
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Many thanks again for your contributory comment and re blog 🙂
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It’s a small world after all 😉
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Indeed, many thanks for your comments!
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Ah!
Good ol’ days
trapped in photographs
are the cheery ways
when joyous were laughs
And less were the scoffs
Sun shining in hay
lying in dirt stared
at horizons spread
wide above overhead
How intriguing all was
When less were laws
that passed our gaeity
as impropriety:naivety.(AJ)
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Innocence and before
Life’s first doors
Honesty was the nature
Kindness stature
Smiles all we did
in happy moments true
Cried hearts out
In sad ones few
little we knew
wild soul be captured
Enthusiaism ruptured
giggles cruely punctured
I blame destiny
Fate blames me
unable to see
first conscious
optimism again
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☺👏For once we are on the same page.Nostalgia
I guess everyone misses growing up!😢
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We are always on the same page AJ, just like to write with different colour pens 😃
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Yes,you are right! Maybe I will come around to your way sometime☺
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you are fine in your ways AJ 😀
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Glad you approve☺
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of course, my approval should not be any consequence, what is more important is your contentment! 😀
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Maybe..😄
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😊
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*misses childhood when growing up
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☺☺☺
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Lovely poem!Made me take a trip down memory lane
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Glad to hear that 😀
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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Oooh how fun!!😺
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Thank you 🙂
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You’re welcome!
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