A Taste of Heights

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“I can almost touch the moon!” she swung her arms in exuberance as the ride reached its apex and the spinning accelerated.

“I can almost touch last week’s dinner,” her sister croaked a white-knuckled response.

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Taste, 35 words (original prompt)

Also see Sammi’s own updated take on the prompt

 

 

 

Ready To Go

all ready Osnat Halperin-Barlev

Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev

 

I have all that I need:

My bag on my back,

Soother to help me accede,

Favorite hoodie,

Warm sleeves,

My baby tucked in carrier

Cozy and fast asleep.

I think all is ready.

Now we can leave.

 

 

For Sunday Stills: Back To School

 

 

Fence Friends

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Side by side

Nose to fence

They stand in awe

And suspense:

Here’s a duck

There’s a mouse.

Is the red thing

Their house?

What do animals

Eat?

Not small children?

Just treats?

From their safe

Vantage point

The zoo does not

Disappoint.

And they admire

The goose

Glad its not

On the loose.

 

 

 

For the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Fence

 

Big Brother

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Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

I will go, Big Brother

To the end of the earth

After you.

In spite of fear

I will try to repeat

All you do.

But I’ll still

Just in case

Reach for

And draw courage

From you.

 

 

For the Wits End Challenge: Childhood

 

Come Play!

play NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

My pink shoes are a mess

But I’m in no distress.

I have been in the dust

For elephants it’s a must.

I’m a fierce one, you see

Will you come play with me?

 

 

For the Tuesday Photo Challenge: Play

 

Cookie Crumble

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It is the cookie that she wants

No teddy bear, no owl, no bunny.

It is the cookie that she holds

In hand, not in her tummy.

She takes it with her to the park

She holds it all through bedtime story.

She’d bring it right into the bath

To her it’s mandatory.

Her mother sighs

Because she knows:

It is the cookie that will crumble

All over blanket, sheets, and pillow.

The cookie that she’ll have to pry the last remains of

From her child’s hand tomorrow.

 

 

For Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt

Park Pretty

May NYC1 NaamaYehuda

Photo: Na’ama Yehuda

 

“Pink tree!” she delighted

Toddled quickly, pulled my hand

“Park pretty!” she exclaimed

“Come fast! Come fast!”

“Take picture?” she requested

And of course, I obliged.

 

 

For the Sunday Stills Photo Challenge

 

Pack a Treat!

Packing--Osnat HalperinBarlev

Photo: Osnat Halperin-Barlev

 

Come on Daddy, let’s pack

Some more rocks on your back

This way you will discover

All the treats I uncover

Also bugs and some leaves

Gifts for Mommy to retrieve.

 

For Tuesday’s Photo Challenge: Treat 

 

I’ll Show You

I'll show you SmadarHalperinEpshtein

Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein

 

Come this way and I’ll show you

The best spots for

Sweet cherries.

Come this way

I’ll protect you

From the thorns

On the berries.

Hold my hand

Be my friend.

From today to the end

You can on me

Depend.

 

For Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge

 

Cookie Share

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“Now it’s my turn to ask you a question,” she said. “And you have to answer.”

“Fair enough,” I smiled. After all, I’d just subjected this child to a long list of questions to which she had to respond.

“What if,” she began, twinkle-eyed, “you had only one cookie, but you needed to share it with fifty kids?”

“Hmm …” I pondered. “That’s a tough one. One cookie only?”

“Yep!” She raised her eyebrows in satisfaction at what had to be my stupefied expression.

“Can I hand out something else instead?” I bargained.

“Nope. One cookie, fifty kids.” The eight-year-old was utterly too pleased with herself.

I smelled a rat but I wasn’t going to show it. She’d earned this after soldiering on through the difficult portions of the testing battery. “I give up.” I raised my hands in surrender. “I don’t see how I can split one cookie between fifty kids.”

“I never said how big the cookie had to be, did I?” she chortled. “If you have a gigantic humongous cookie it would be easy peasy to have everyone share it!”

 

 

For Cee’s Share Your World June-18-2018