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November 12th, 2011 2:14 pm
What fun to watch children at play!
SHADOW, SHADOW
Shadow, shadow, if I could,
I would meet you in the wood,
Where the frenzied fairies play
In the blazing light of day.
But, dear shadow, I dare not
Go to that secluded spot,
For I fear the woodland path
And what’s more, the fairies’ wrath!
© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
Frosty Shadows
November 12th, 2011 2:38 pm
So sweet those kiddies.
November 12th, 2011 3:16 pm
O what a pair of cute characters loving a play in the sun and shadows! Delightful little walk way!
November 12th, 2011 3:24 pm
Such delightful captures! Always love to the children at play and they do make the most of every minute! Have a great weekend!
Sylvia
November 12th, 2011 5:16 pm
Great perspective for the shadows and
shadow play for the children – they look happy!
November 12th, 2011 5:57 pm
Nothing like the joy and innocence of children at play. Sweet images!
November 12th, 2011 6:20 pm
I do this…but must do it with more consciousness.
November 12th, 2011 9:04 pm
Darling and Adorable! What a great way to spend an afternoon…!
November 12th, 2011 10:07 pm
These are gorgeous. What sweet babies.
November 13th, 2011 5:01 pm
Those babies have gotten so big! I know it’s cliche, but my, oh, my how time flies. Especially virtually!
November 15th, 2011 8:55 pm
You have captured some great shots here!! Love them and you! xo
November 16th, 2011 10:07 pm
Can feel the love thru the photos.
November 17th, 2011 3:57 am
wow growing sandy
November 17th, 2011 10:38 am
[…] Sometimes I think that shadows are the real world and physical matter is a […]
November 17th, 2011 3:32 pm
Lovely photos, lovely verse!
December 2nd, 2011 2:01 pm
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