With Open Arms
By John R. Greenwood
With open arms a child came running
It caught the corner of my eye
Love reached out in all directions and hugged the world
Pure joy in sneakers exploded on a cobbled street
Such is life when tuned in fine
These breathtaking glimpses
so fleeting
pass us by
Oh what a warm photo and a very nice poem to accompany it. Great shot! -- barbara
ReplyDeleteso fleeting... my heart aches... my youngest is almost 6!
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