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artwork by Ulrike Bolenz

time
licks its wings
slaps them down
flat 
run along now, child 
don't come back 

2015-Rene

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  1. MaryMay 17, 2015 at 5:43 PM

    Oh...I feel sorry for the child here, so unwanted!

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  2. UnknownMay 17, 2015 at 5:58 PM

    Mary, don't you weep. Time changes us all

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  3. Sanaa RizviMay 17, 2015 at 6:12 PM

    Oops..! This is heart-breaking for the child..! Beautifully executed :)
    xoxo

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  4. PeggyMay 17, 2015 at 6:17 PM

    I enjoyed reading this and thinking about its meaning. Time does indeed change us all though we cannot go back.

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    1. UnknownMay 17, 2015 at 6:46 PM

      We sure can't, Peggy, but what if we could, for just a day?

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyMay 17, 2015 at 6:26 PM

    I love that she has wings, to take her to a happier place!

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  6. Donna@LivingFromHappinessMay 17, 2015 at 7:40 PM

    I agree with Sherry...the saving grace for this child are her wings...

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  7. UnknownMay 17, 2015 at 7:54 PM

    Yes! Thank you

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  8. Rosemary Nissen-WadeMay 17, 2015 at 10:47 PM

    Ah yes, we can't return.

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  9. brudbergMay 18, 2015 at 12:45 AM

    Growing up is painful... But childhood fairies never come back.

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  10. KutamunMay 18, 2015 at 4:15 AM

    But she must , when the circle is complete

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  11. BerowneMay 18, 2015 at 4:52 AM

    In a word, intriguing.

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  12. PearlMay 18, 2015 at 10:28 AM

    It's a sad day, when our wings lie flat...

    Pearl

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  13. AnonymousMay 18, 2015 at 2:08 PM

    love the images!

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  14. ZQMay 18, 2015 at 2:38 PM

    Another good one :-)
    ZQ

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  15. TruedessaMay 18, 2015 at 8:49 PM

    ouch..good she has wings to soar above the turmoil..

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  16. MichaelMay 18, 2015 at 11:16 PM

    evil time.

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  17. AnonymousMay 19, 2015 at 1:37 AM

    Bittersweet is perhaps what came to mind. Written fantastically.

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  18. hyperCRYPTICalMay 19, 2015 at 2:51 PM

    Cleverly done. Oh if only we could recapture childhood...
    Anna :o]

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  19. SusanMay 19, 2015 at 3:01 PM

    Oh! Yes! Love it! Can't fight with time, not if you mind it. Hehehe.

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  20. Gen Giggles May 19, 2015 at 10:24 PM

    A harsh reality to many experience.

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  21. Theresa MilsteinMay 20, 2015 at 10:20 AM

    Love your word choice for the first four lines.

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  22. 21 WitsMay 20, 2015 at 12:02 PM

    Sweet, I hear those school bells too!

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  23. Kathe W.May 20, 2015 at 8:06 PM

    Loved this!

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  24. Bekkie SanchezMay 23, 2015 at 4:41 PM

    Silly but I thoroughly enjoyed it!

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  25. Tess KincaidMay 24, 2015 at 9:00 AM

    Excellent.

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