I know what infinity means:
it’s one hundred plus one.
Voice of innocence
serene her sense of self
of life’s complexities.
Should borrow from her,
embrace that confidence,
but worry intervenes.
How do we preserve
the wonder of youth,
save her from cynicism?
That it is! I reply,
my smile a warm hug –
vow to be forever advocate.
(I submit this poem, inspired by my six-year-old granddaughter, to three challenges:
Ragtag Community’s, serene; Fandango’s advocate; and Reena’s Exploration challenge. Image from personal collection.)
Lovely poem. Leaving her a legacy of love, memories, and poetry is the best gift. Roots and wings! For grandchildren, too.
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Thank you, Evelyn!
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I’m always surprised what children say. You are so blessed to have conversations with her and be a guiding star. 🙂
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I am blessed, Olga. Love those conversations
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Your granddaughter is beautiful and so lucky to have a grandmother like you, Val.
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Thanks Eugenia. Most kind.
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You’re welcome.
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We can learn from and be inspired so much by six-year-olds. You are blessed to have a granddaughter in your life that the universe can use for instruction and inspiration. Very encouraging poem, V.J.
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Thanks, LuAnne. The little ones are blessings.
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Yes, let’s advocate for wonder!
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Thanks
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
Advocate for wonder …. by VJ Knutson
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The ability to believe that a slice of life is the whole, is indeed a gift. So much of our unhappiness comes from knowing too much.
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Good point. Thanks.
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Wonderful photo & poem. Seamless together. So much so true here. As an advocate for their sweet innocent self confidence, we can offer strength when the cynicism arrives. Grandparents are the perfect fit for this role 🙂
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I agree – we get the best of all worlds. Thanks.
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You’re welcome!
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I thought this was a photo of you VJ!
She is a wonderous girl with a glorious grandmother.
Beautiful poem, as always. I can feel your spirit in the words..
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Thanks Andrea. I was more of a dark-haired ragamuffin, lol.
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hee hee I love that image of you!
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So beautiful 😍 when I look at children I always wonder what sort of life they will have ❤️
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Thanks Elaine. Wish I could just keep her safe.
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I know Val ❤️
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This is Beyond Wonderful 🙂 ❤
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Ah…thank you!
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Most welcome!
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Growing up comes with challenges, and it takes growing old to realize the value of childhood. Illustrated so well in your poem.
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Thanks, Heather.
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You’re welcome.
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