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Haiku and Loku Days-Childhood Pretend

© Jo Hewitt THE TEAL MANGO, 2016

I love nature. I love dawn and dusk, and the twilight times. I love fanciful stories, myths, and fables. I love the magic of that wonderful place where they all meet-childhood. Whether it is the dew drops of a magical early autumn morning, a blanket of snow enshrouded in the darkening purple shadows of whispering winter pines, the sound of freshly green blades of grass singing in the after math of a spring rain, or twilight shadows of a summer evening giving refuge to the scurrying of fairies with lightning bug lanterns, playing hide and go seek with the moon, I love it all. It is a gift, instilled in me, from my mother. But like fairy dust, in a blink of an eye, it can be gone all too soon.

But, in those rare magic moments-of slivers of moon and glistening of snail trails, of quiet star mornings in winter tales, I reach for a small piece of it, a small piece of my mother, to hold close to me, always.

 Childhood Pretend

 
Much realer than real,
Magic of childhood pretend 
Too soon, comes to end.
 

Girl with Dog at Lily Pond © Jo Hewitt

Girl with Dog at Lily Pond
© Jo Hewitt

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