|Member Comments on this Poem
|Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 01/23/03 at 08:36 PM
it's funny how when we're younger the bluer skies seem easier to attain, until ofcourse we hit the water. i like very much.
|Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/08/03 at 03:16 PM
...hey, i saw you two playing ... delightful word pictures ... we're all lil' boys and girls with older ages ... good work. chaz
|Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 05/19/09 at 01:28 PM
Congrats on POTD Britt!!!
|Posted by Maude Curtis on 05/19/09 at 01:45 PM
congrats on POTD . great job. How I miss being 10 years old and my best friend Don and the things we would get nto.
|Posted by Kris Mara on 05/19/09 at 03:57 PM
yes, amazing words here...I especially love this line "as you grasped the sun with both hands" -- it's a great visual.
|Posted by A. Paige White on 05/19/09 at 08:16 PM
"hand in hand at the pier
our long runway to bluer skies"
These were my favorite lines. Congrats on POTD! This poem was a wonderful time machine. I enjoyed you 10 year olds...
|Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 05/20/09 at 01:03 AM
wow! i haven't read this piece in i don't know how long. i think i like it even better now than i did before. so awesome that you got potd! this makes me glad i actually signed in today.
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/20/09 at 01:39 AM
Congratulations on POTD - May 19, 2009. This very symbolic piece challenges both the mind and the emotions.
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 07/06/11 at 01:53 PM
an ode at once glorious and inspiring cartwheels in me.