Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Wednesday poem

A little ditty for

I thought of the child
smeared in joy
Bliss all over her hair
and I wondered
when did I bind her
snuff out her boldness
her free spirit
her easy giggles of play
her intuitive way of doing
that which brought her
joy with confidence
 And I wondered
when and why
did it happen
 that I traded her
for growing up?


  1. Mmmmmmmm! Very thought provoking and so well written. And so to you Suz, Well done!

  2. Ah, I think we all have her with us still. She doesn't come out as much! :-)

  3. I think we all (well, most of us anyway) lose something very profound when we 'grow up' and forget all childish things.

    I think part of what's lost is that sense of freedom and wonder at ourselves and the world around us.

    A lucky few never lose that feeling, and fewer still regain it once it's gone.

    Wonderful One Shot, Suz!

  4. Brillant Suz...I do not think I will be grown up today after reading this...let all go out and play....bkm

  5. That is beautiful Suz, wonderful writing, I love it. :-)

  6. Reminds me of my #1 daughter. I was a pretty good snuffer:(

  7. So good! But she's still there -- just let her out.

  8. I don't think that we so much snuffed our child self, rather it was the adults in our life.
    In my case my school days shut down so much. I like to think that my child self is still with me, I just have to let her romp and play and giggle!

  9. Hmm nice post. I'd like to think that there is still a little bit of child in all of us.

  10. Relatable, familiar, well-written piece.

  11. blinking back the tears..thank you

  12. This image could be my wee curly blonde, who loved painting anything she could get her hands on, including herself. Beautiful thoughts, Suz.

  13. i liked the "smeared in joy" - lost in the moment - good if we manage to save something of this childhood spirit.. lovely poem

  14. Now she's a A Gunnery Sergeant and Logistics Chief in the USMC. sigh..

  15. Wonderful and so touching. I love the bliss in her hair.

  16. Smiles... love the joy, the wonder of one so young. If only we all could have held that way just a little bit longer before growing up.

  17. Love this..

    I actually saw some home videos over Christmas with my family that I had never seen before. In one of them, I was 5-years old and singing "twinkle twinkle little star" and dancing around the room.

    So many times since watching this, I have told myself to honor and remember that little girl! She brings me confidence and brings a smile to my face.

  18. Oh Sara, I can see her smiles and all


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