Sparkle, Shimmer,
Glisten
Bright twinkle in his
eyes, like diamonds,
Smiles come bursting
forth
Giggles long suppressed,
bubble up
He jumps up, arms wide
open
Grandma’s here!
Sparkle, Shimmer, Glisten
Tears well in my eyes, like diamonds.
I fold him in my arms
Laughter fills the air
My heart is home.
I used prompt #3 this week. Write a post, poem, or story that somehow incorporates the word: Sparkle. I am anticipating seeing my grandsons for the Holidays. It has been a while.
Nice poem
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I have a little sparkle in my eyes now, just picturing the scene...
ReplyDelete"I fold him in my arms" Love that. Nothing better than holding a little one that knows nothing but love.
ReplyDeleteSweet poem--good job with this prompt!
ReplyDeleteOh how lovely! :)
ReplyDeleteAwww, Grandma makes everything sparkle here too. :)
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