GRANDMOTHERS - Picking My Own Switch...
A branch, not a switch! Eeeek! Grandma chasing me around the yard, both of us laughing when the switch came down with her gentle Love, more a hug than a stinging truth, more of a caress after a bad dream than a disciplined cruelty after a good reverie, more Love and Peace than Fear and War.
We love you, Grandma! Thank you for the dance!
(The pleasure is mine, child.)
Peace and Love
A branch, not a switch! Eeeek! Grandma chasing me around the yard, both of us laughing when the switch came down with her gentle Love, more a hug than a stinging truth, more of a caress after a bad dream than a disciplined cruelty after a good reverie, more Love and Peace than Fear and War.
We love you, Grandma! Thank you for the dance!
(The pleasure is mine, child.)
Peace and Love
© 2014 the spirit of Love and Peace dancing through Mark Richard Prime
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