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Darling Day (With Granddaughter) Memento

First thing this morning I hada call from my daughter wonderingif I wanted the company of a grumpy little girl today,and what would a grandma say to such a question but,'of course! I would love that!'๐Ÿ’“Just like a change of scenery can work cheerful wonders in us oldies at times,so too in a child. ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ’– Whether discussing crispy-egg-deliciousness, or, rules to learn (about mushrooms) Whether it is pausing besides a glorious sweep of gold wheat seasTo revel in sweet summer bliss,... It might be choosing the right cup for outdoor tea party for two... Or floating on a pretend lake to practice for Real-Lake-Come-True It might be strolling very slowly down a holy garden pathWhile footfalls slip into the echoes that waft in its aftermath It might be picking lavender... to add to our lemon tea... Before we sit beneath the arbor while making a memory Whether discussing crispy-egg-deliciousness, or rules to learn (about mushrooms)Or how a robin knows exactly where to find a juicy wormWhether it is pausing besides a glorious sweep of gold wheat seasTo revel in sweet summer bliss, oh, we are making memories Whether we give it second thought, or not, life rolls through Time and PlaceAnd it is up to us to make the most and best of moment-graceBecause the afternoon is soon a bubble bobbing on the breezeBearing away the Little Day where we were making memories It might be choosing the right cup for outdoor tea party for twoOr floating on a pretend lake to practice for Real-Lake-Come-TrueIt might be strolling very slowly down a holy garden pathWhile footfalls slip into the echoes that waft in its aftermath It might be picking lavender to add to our lemon teaBefore we sit beneath the arbor while making a memoryIt might be disregarding chore-lists just to sing a silly songFor little girls and boys are never very little very long Life is much more than duty's doleful left-foot-right to growing oldAh look, within our very grasp is a nugget of moment-goldThen, because we never know when our final fond farewell may beLetโ€™s try to spend it on a precious, Best-we-could-make memory ยฉ Janet Martin Serving up some 'thtrawberry-shortcake oil tea'๐Ÿ˜‚(after a five-star plastic lunch!!)
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