I follow the little girl
Through the tunnel
The tips of her sneakers sparkle and glow
This is a place where little girls walk on diamonds
One hundred and sixty four days
And I take the steps
Not the door
The steps lead me to the park
At the park you can buy ice cream
And sausages in bread
You eat them around little wooden tables and chairs
A party
The little girl skips by
I want to buy ice cream
And a sausage in a bun
But I am old
weary and labouring
In my blue woollen coat in the sun
I would like to take it off and skip
I would like to remember young
My old toes wear through another pair of socks
alwaysmovingalwaysmoving
ifyoumovethennothingsticks
inawayiamfive
Five days
I pass the bag
time after time
Like the pins on the church window
A test
But the test is easy
To pass
And to fail
The bag is not candy
Not treasure
It is shit
Every minute saved untying it nudges me to the stairs
Time is not spent in minutes
But in following sparkles and glows
I am worn but I am happy
Old but Present
up to and into the minute
Like the little girl following her mother
I know I will never get lost
As long as I keep moving
As long as I keep following the sparkles and the glows.
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May you have a sparkling future...as a reward of course for your sparkling writing. There are so many anticipating your escape from room 23 that we all should have a party in blogland! God speed Jae.
There is for ever the child within us.
Beautifully written and enjoyable to read. I loved this one:)
xxx
We are each only as old as we allow ourselves to be. Little pleasures such as ice cream are available to us all.
Wishing you a life that sparkles!
Beautiful! I could relate to this so well! I loved the sparkles, because I am still drawn to bright sparkly items, the little girl in us remains.
Oh! this one made me so happy! Glad to read of the equilibrium that seems to have taken hold, and the recognition of what is good and what is not. Mostly, I love the determination to follow the sparkles, to look for the good, to be happy, to be well. Love this, Jae! Love this!
Jae, keep following the sparkles. They are real. Trust where they lead you, as they are on your side!!
There is always a child within us. The question is, are we brave enough to let that child come to the fore?
Too often,I see people who have lost the sparkles and glows in their eyes. Never lose yours. Never.
Thank you all..for some reason I seem to have lost my own comments..is there a message in that!
To Old Egg..I will leave you in charge of the blogland party..can we have sparkles to drink..in moderation..of course ;)
Thank you Gwen..glad it was good to read..
Thank you Ann..let's share an ice cream with sparkles and sprinkles..
I hope forever..thanks Josie..
Thank you Kim..very much..I thought of you as I pressed 'post'..
I think they are..thanks Mary..
Thank you MArita..sparkles back to you (forever..)
Jae
Yes, sparkles and glows... love that thought, especially for you, my dear. Peace, Amy
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The world awaits you Jae, sparkling and new once more for you to paint the picture your way in your fashion as you wish it to be.
Smiling here.
you sparkle and glow, Ms Jarose,,,as do your stories...even in the dark.
I admire how you spent your time here, avoiding the minute and staying with what sparkles and glows.
Wishing you love and light.
Thank you Amy..DayDreamer..Glenn..and Archna..apologies for delayed reply..Jae
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