Grandchildren - Nature

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A million dandelion seeds

Arrayed upon a quiet grassy knoll

Calm before a late day ocean breeze

Globes tethered to their stems, still whole

A child caught in wonder at it all

Reaches out to touch the silver fluff

Before it flies at nature's windy call

Lifting seeds skyward with a puff

Lucky little one, to see them fly

A dandelion flock a million strong

Magic springtime fun, soaring high

A child's heart, filled with flower song

"It's so special..." in the dark, a little person said

While family strolled in twilight among the fireflies

And scattered flashing Perseids blazed silent, overhead

Nature's phosphorescent show beneath the darkened skies

Is there any higher plane for family to explore?

Brightly twinkling jewelry more precious to behold?

Could this be the best of what our quiet time is for?

A story from a children's book by crickets' chirping told...

Innocence, looking over

Wild places, full of clover

Gentle summer breezes blow,

And warm imaginations grow

This, where children's dreams find birth,

Near fragrant smell of sun-warmed earth

Colors leaping from the ground

Wild flowers, all around

Even older folk like me

See a child's bended knee,

Exploring fields where treasures hide

And feel a flash of hope inside

Stalagmites of sand on a castle wall

Drips from a child's fingers fall

Strewn across the castle's side

Just in time for the change of tide

Sun-warmed skin and sandy knees

Hair tossed by the ocean breeze

A magic seaside place to play

At being princess for a day!