a child that lived in her own private world
beneath the Willow in the meadow
she loved watching the world
go by outside her leafy curtains
she dwelled there for hours
in a wondrous earthy
and secluded world beneath the Willow's boughs
shadows of memories embrace her heart
when autumn winds
sweep away the leafy curtains
a place where this child played
is then open to the world
until this ethereal world's curtain
once again
hides this little one's secrets
in memory of a childhood dreamer...me~
My Writings, My Personal Photo by JFM
Such a lovely photograph, and words :)
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan
Thank you Jan ☕
DeleteSuch a lovely and bright picture, and the poem works with it perfectly! Hope you are doing well, and sending lots of hugs, RO
ReplyDeleteHello RO!
DeleteThank you for visiting here and leaving your thoughts.
I am well...thank you for asking.
I hope that you are well also~
Aww, how utterly, breathtakingly beautiful...I am genuinely moved to tears, dearest Soul Sister!!!
ReplyDeleteWOW, and you were as beautiful as a child as you are today...😊😊
Can't tell you how delighted I am that you are blogging again. I've missed you so much...
Have an amazing weekend, dearest Jan!
All my love and hugs ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Thank you my beautiful soul sister.
DeleteI will never be able to write like you, my talented friend but you are an inspiration to all of us who love words.
All My Love and Big Hugs ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Thank you R ❤
ReplyDeleteJan, my friend, your photo along with your poem, is truly grand!
ReplyDeleteTruly love this Jan! Big Hugs!
ReplyDeleteChildhood Dreamer... I am one of those. As I grew up, I spent hours under the weeping willow with my dearest friend. We would climb into the big boughs and bare our souls and hearts to each other. We would laugh and sing, dream and any unsettling of the heart would always be fixed, there in the big Willow tree.
ReplyDeleteI was six then and this continued until I was nine. I lost my mom in that time and life changed so much but our tree and friendship remained and now whenever I remember back it is with a sweet smile, a very big sigh and a happy heart.
Blessings dear dreamer one... hugs
Jan, my friend, your poem along with your photo is truly lovely!
ReplyDeleteI hope all is well, and that you'll get back to blogging again soon! I missed you my friend!
ReplyDeleteThis was lovely...We also had a willow tree where we would hide and play and know that all was well with the world... a sanctuary for my best friend and me in our youth