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Summer in the meadows under shelter of tall grass—
in our youth we never dreamed that it could pass.
We had it firmly tethered so it could not slip away.
It curled in loosened coils around us as we lay.
Oh, tomorrow, wrapped up in today.
We never know the dreams we’ll lose along the way
For the Cosmic Photo Challenge: Down in the Grass
I know, once again my number of photos is excessive. Just take into account that they have been culled from 14,290 photos labeled “grass” in my photos file..Excuses, excuses. The poem is an excerpt from a poem I published years ago named “Desire.”
Awesome pics
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love them all!
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Love your poem, Judy. Some of your wonderful photos reflect “We never know the dreams we’ll lose along the way.”, especially the last one.
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I would have had to go through picture albums to find childhood photos in the grass..No time this morning. I like what blogging stirs me to, though, don’t you?
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You’ve got a great gallery of grass photos Judy! ☺️
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Thanks, Aletta.
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Wow, you are spoiling us for choice, these are great. Those doggos look like they’re having a fabulous time
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They wear each other out.
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Lovely
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