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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland 
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'Only one more sleep!' said my son, As I tucked him into bed cuddling a rabbit tight, 'And tomorrow all your Easter dreams will come true!', I said, He smiled with sheer delight. Sleep somewhat evasive it eventually came, Dylan was dreaming of Eggs and bunnies galore, Then first thing this morning he awoke with a jump, Running up the hallway to see what awaited him on the lounge room floor. Wow! There were little golden footprints, Leading from the front door, Leading towards the rocking chair, Where Dylan's Easter gifts were stored. His big blue eyes were bigger than ever, Round as saucers they were, He saw the little gold footprints, And the Easter gifts awaiting him on the chair. The Easter Bunny knew just what to bring, A Bilby, Eggs and a few other things, Even some Poke'mon cards, "How did he know Mum?' 'The Easter Bunny has magic eyes and knows everything!' I memorised every detail, every look of joy, All the excitement and love, Dylan saying out loud,'Oh Thankyou Easter Bunny!' Those joys gifts sent from above. Easter and Christmas dreams, All to soon a thing of the past, I'm going to remember every single one, For such special memories last. Happy Easter Dylan  < !signature--> A heart and soul are not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) [This message has been edited by Isis (edited 04-23-2000).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Isis, I don't know how it got down so far without someone reading it and commenting. So I'll say for all the laties this is one wonderful poem. *L* |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
This is precious, Lisa. I'm sure you are such a wonderful mother! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Lisa this is SO precious... I love the images this brings to mind...and I love the way we can feel you anticipation and wonder of Dlyan. thank you for this lovely Easter treat. take care sweets jm Well the sun sets gently on your shoulders And it makes me want to touch you there. And the light in your eyes makes me feel Like there's something much better out there Something kind... And I know someday I might be looking around Trying to find some purpose Well purpose it can't be that hard to find As long as I've got the wind... The wind and your love to carry me. vertical horizon |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Lisa, this is truly wonderful. . . so glad that you shared it with all of us here. . . hope that the Easter Bunny was good to Dylan, as I know that you are. . . Excellent poem, my friend. . . --------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Our kids are all in college now... but they still expect their Easter baskets... *smile* enjoyed your poem as I know Dylan will enjoy Easter. |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
It was Easter morning here in Australia when I posted this, and this poem is what happened. Indeed it was precious to me.. Thanks for reading, glad you all liked it. Isis A heart and soul are not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Those smiles will indeed make for lasting special memories! This is sweet, Lisa! Denise |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
So precious are those moments of pure elation on our children's faces! Thanks for sharing that moment with us, and by the way, seeing as how you had your already.... HAPPY EASTER! |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Thanks Denise and WhtDove  A heart and soul are not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Isis~ Such is the way with Mothers and Dads. Memorize each moment ... they are special. Happy Easter to you and Dylan. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Lisa~ I really enjoyed this poem but I must say it brought a tear to my eyes as my darling daughter has been away since Thursday and isn't back till Tuesday and I'm missing her so. I'll leave her eggs on her pillow for her Tracie~ Keep all the windows of your mind open Anne Rooks |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
A lovely poem Isis and wonderful times and memories for you and your son. Reminds me of the times when my sons would get so excited at Easter and Christmas. Now they get excited over baseball games and women..ha..ha...James |
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ESP Member Elite
since 2000-01-25
Posts 2556Floating gently on a cloud.... |
This is precious....as, I am sure, are your memories of your little boy. Happy Easter to you Isis and may you always have good times and beautiful moments to remember with joy and recount in verse! Love and hugs, Lizzie "Poetry is the true expression of my soul, it is my ultimate means of communication. It is my rainbow of delight." |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Thanks everyone Tracie how sad your daughter is away for Easter, I couldn't stand that!!! Didn't mean to bring tears and make your arms ache... *hugs* A heart and soul are not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others... ~Isis~ (Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit) |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
-isis this was so beautiful and touching of you to share this magical and special moment with all of us. i am very touched by your words in this poem. i am 23 years old but still come home to see my daddy on easter day. thanks for the smile and you're right the memories do fly by. cherish them as i know you do. take care. happy belated easter. amy ~Live today as though it were your last but prepare for tomorrow as though it were here~ |
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