did she just ask
if she could
hop on and
fly with me
to the moon?
doesn’t she know
she’s too big
and I’m not
allowed to fly
©Meryl Spiegel 2012–All rights reserved–No reproduction without permission
This entry was posted on September 22, 2012 by recoverythrumylens. It was filed under humor and was tagged with anxiety, awareness, children, depression, healing, health, hope, inspiration, love, mental health, photography, poetry, post-traumatic stress, psychotherapy, Radio Flyer, recovery, spiritual, therapy.
It is always nice for the child in you to get inside a childs little creative head for a refreshing look at life…
September 22, 2012 at 9:03 am
Yes, Tarek! So refreshing and such a relief…hope it lightened your step today…:)
September 22, 2012 at 9:06 am
Oh Meryl … somewhat of a new approach for you here in the prose…. it conjured up all kinds of things for me. Truly delightful on many levels. Your creative spirit is rising high! ~ Love the pop of red in his little trike, and his expression … great shot that complements your words in an innocent lovely kind of way:)
September 22, 2012 at 9:45 am
Yes, Robyn…you know me…always trying new things…it’s a little like one of my early ones….remember my post, Wisdom of Hooter…our dear owl…and I love dialogue…inner thoughts can be fun…love you….meryl.
September 22, 2012 at 10:00 am
For me it brought up some adult patterns of thinking too… all the “rules” we are supposed to follow in life – the “shoulds” that are programmed into us from that early age. Wish I could fly to the Moon for a day or 2 don’t you? xxoo
September 22, 2012 at 10:03 am
I love the picture and the wonder in the eyes of the child. He really is awe-stuck about the thought that you want to fly with him on his flying three-wheeler. Or maybe something else? Great expression you have captured and pondered around.
September 23, 2012 at 4:57 am
“Pondered around”…I like that..you have such insight regarding the creative process.. and yes, chose this one for the tentative expression and had some fun with it…thanks, Otto!
September 23, 2012 at 9:55 am
Can’t you just picture his little wheels turning? Both on his tiny bike, and up there in his thoughtful little noggin!!!
September 23, 2012 at 5:34 pm
Yes…I kind of pictured the scene in ET…:-)
September 23, 2012 at 8:20 pm
He is also thinking “This fine ride is pimped out, and all the ladies love it, just look at those eight inch rims!!! I am the Mac Daddy of pre-school!!!”
September 24, 2012 at 3:04 am
Hmmmm….not sure he’s there yet, Jeff….maybe in 10 years….:)
September 24, 2012 at 9:34 am
Maybe not, But what 4-year-old diva could resist those killer streamers, or that hot red paint job??? Plus, check out his threads!! See that little skull on his vest? You know the girls always fall for the handsome “Bad Boy”!!!!
September 24, 2012 at 4:48 pm
This is precious!
September 24, 2012 at 6:05 pm
Thank you Fergie!
September 24, 2012 at 6:28 pm
Oh Sweetness!!! That was sheer delight! Sometimes, we might have outgrown the right size but may our hearts always wish to fly! 😀 Love, Sharon
September 27, 2012 at 3:51 pm
Isn’t he just adorable? And so expressive…I could feel the love for his three-wheeler….:-)
September 27, 2012 at 8:47 pm
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