
This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday.

“A picture paints a thousand words”
This is part of Terri Webster Schrandts Sunday Stills.
A Landay for Ruby.
Ruby has gone but not from our hearts.
She taught us, love and kindness in equal parts.
all photos © willowdot21
Learning to live.
We’re born to the treadmill, step by step we toil.
Some work till they die, others have lives of leisure. Gaia just moves on with the seasons.
We should work to live not live to work, that’s the nature of things .
© willowdot21
All our lives we strive to succeed, but mother nature teaches us to grow.
Some feel to attain certificates proves their worth
I feel to be told “I love you Grandma’ is my greatest achievement.
It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month! #ShareYourDay is a way to get to know each other better. Take a photo and write a syllabic poem about your day. Don’t think on it too hard. Make it fun. The photo does not need to be a selfie. If you don’t have access to a camera, find an image on Pixabay.com (please add the credits) that best describes your day.
Today I have written about three Jewels in my life, who always cheer me up. I have written a Cinqku. A Cinqku must always have 5 lines and a perfect seventeen-syllable count. The lines typically follow a 2,3,4,6,2 format. There is no title requirement on the second line. As for syntax and diction styles, it follows the free Tanka style originally. There are no metric requirements for a cinqku poem. Additionally, the final line must contain a cinquain or kireji turn for emphasis. I added a twist I linked three Cinqku and have called them a Cinqku chain.
These are
Three Jewels
In my life’s crown
Happy boys and Ruby.
Sparkly
Sparkly
They lift my
Mood and my day
Their innocence shines out
Golden
Golden
Memories
For me to store
The grandsons and Ruby
Happy.
“Softly the evening came with the sunset.”
Grandchildren fill spaces in your heart that you never knew was empty.” – Unknown.
Best words ever wispered in my ears.
” I love you Grandma”
KL Caley at Novel Ideas has offered to take on Sue Vincent’s #writephoto weekly challenge now Sue has moved on to a higher plain.
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a red metal dinosaur in amongst the trees, beside a clearing.
Max loves Dinosaurs, he has books, and games and toys galore. He has a Dinosaur crash helmet for his bike and scooter.
Just over a year ago we had had tickets to a Dinosaur show in London we took Max and our son to see it…Max loved it and does some very convincing Dinosaur roars.
So imagine his delight when meeting a not so wooly mammoth in the woods.
“Good afternoon little boy how are you?” boomed the mammoth.
“Oh! Hello” replied Max, “I am very well thank you, how are you” He’s a very polite and caring young man, our grandson.
“Well” said the mammoth in a very loud whisper “I am actually very hungry” Max smiled happily and said “I have cheese sandwiches and a flask of hot chocolate. In my backpack. We could share if you like?”. The mammoth grinned widely and said ” Those are my favourite things, I would loved to share, climb up on my back and we can ride and eat”
Max climbed up the mammoth’s trunk and sat behind his head. They polished off the sandwiches and the hot chocolate as they trundled through the wood. After a while and a long and interesting conversation Max fell asleep. As he did the woods melted into the walls of Max’s bedroom and the mammoth in all its bright colours morphed into Max’s bed.
Max opened his eyes and saw his books, shelves and his reading wigwam and cosyed in feeling happy, the sun was peeping through the curtains.
Sounds came from downstairs Daddy and Ben were in the kitchen, Daddy was making pancakes. Oh! thought Max it must of been a dream.
Later that day Mum and Dad took Max and Ben to a new park where they found a brightly coloured wooly mammoth…. Max told them all about meeting the mammoth and riding on his back and sharing a picnic. When he finished they all said what a brilliant imagination he had!
As they all left to go home Max hugged the dinosaur mammoth and to his supprise it’s trunk hugged him back and it said “Thank you Max, come and see me again soon.” Max whispered, “I will, I promise”
Just then Daddy called out “come on Max we need to be making tracks” and so they did. “Bye bye” Max shouted as he ran to join the others. “Who are you talking to” asked Mummy. “No one” replied Max with a smile.
Part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday.
“That’s a lovely drawing Max can we keep it?” “Yes it’s me stroking Ruby. ….”
When it was time to leave, “I think I will take it home, with me.” Luckily we had snapped a photo of it.
Lovely to have a socially distanced, if not cold Easter visit from the Grandchildren. 🤗
Ben left all of his for Ruby.
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