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“I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree…”
I think that I shall never write a poem … Samantha groaned! Why did her teacher decide that they all needed to write poems about trees
She gazed up at the tree and thought how she would much rather be in it than writing about it.
A Southern Belle I’ll never be, just let me climb a tree.
Hoop skirts, and tea parties are not for me. Let me run barefoot in the grass and catch a slimy frog. Let the worms slide through my fingers.
Let me roll down a grassy hill in a pair of jeans … designed with grass stains, for a Southern belle I will never be!
Sighing Samantha rolled a mud pie between her hands, as her pen and notebook laid by the tree.
“I think that i shall never see…”Β The words kept going through her head. Throwing the mud pie to the side, she screamed into the sky, “I’ll never write a poem about a tree! Writing is just not me.”
Let me wade in the creek with the water covering my feet. There were crawldaddy’s to catch and water to splash. Tire swings to swing from, as one jumps into the creek with glee! Who wanted to waste time trying to write a poem about a tree?
She smiled slyly, looking at the tree. Pulling herself up onto the first branch was as easy as could be. Stretching to the second branch she managed to do as well. The third branch was a little higher, but the gleam in her eye shone bright as she stretched to reach.
RIP!! Her dress tore, but she only had a little more to go and she stretched again.
A Southern belle I’ll never be, for I’ll never be as happy as I am when climbing a tree!
Fun story about a puckish gamine. I have a feeling she is not going to finish her homework.
What’s a crawldaddy? I’ve heard of crawdaddys before, but never a crawldaddy. Are they anything like Walking Sticks? Praying Mantises? Roadrunners?
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A “puckish gamine”?
I know this will come as a great shock, but a crawldaddy is the same thing as a crawdaddy! Shocking I know! π
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Really? It ain’t in Wiki. Would that be a very drunk crawdaddy?
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Must be! Drunk on wine! π
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Yes, at that age it was much more fun to climb trees than write about them. But I agree with Tippy that the fun won’t last long because her mom will ground her for not doing homework.
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She will be in big trouble too for ripping her dress, poor girl! But I don’t think it will stop her from climbing trees. π
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You want to know whatβs weird is that Samantha is the name of the silhouetted woman in my sunrise picture I posted today.
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Seriously!??
Gee, I have psychic powers and didn’t know it! LOL!
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Oh, I thought maybe you knew her and caught slimy frogs with her or something.
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Haha! Nope! But perhaps you need to ask her tomorrow if she liked to climb trees. π
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I doubt I’ll see her again, but she did send me pictures of herself doing handstands on the beach so I would think she could climb a tree. My daughter quickly became her friend on instagram. I thought instagram was some sort of metric unit but apparently you send messaged to each other with it.
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Yes , if she does handstands I bet she did climb a tree and perhaps she rebelled against being a Southern Belle. π
Oh gosh about Instagram! Glad to know you are learning things while on vacation. Shaking my head!
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I worry about getting too smart and knowledgeable.
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Hmmm…..well since I am psychic now let me assure you that you probably don’t need to worry about that! There, feel better now?
I mean if you were too smart, you wouldn’t bs drinking black,bitter, coffee! π
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That doesnβt seem like good reasoning to me
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I had a feeling you wouldn’t agree! π
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Full circle. Nice.
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Thanks Monika!
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Wonder where the idea for this post came from . . . π
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Betsy’s cow belle.
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Oh gosh! Betsy managed to do it again, didn’t she! LOL!
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I assure you it wasn’t from Betsy! π
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I used to love to climb trees too. Then I began to write poems in the tree branches. Maybe Samantha will do that soon! π
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Ahh! Perhaps she will! π
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if she likes catching slimy frogs, wouldn’t that make climbing a tree a bit dangerous? Her hands would be kind of slippery…
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…mmm….!
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