tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post7739299220334981178..comments2023-10-28T19:12:11.488+11:00Comments on RINKLY RIMES: Unexpected VisitorRinkly Rimeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890344869337115307noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-35429189835721358802009-07-30T22:54:12.849+10:002009-07-30T22:54:12.849+10:00From the comments above, the poem is so true. It c...From the comments above, the poem is so true. It can happen.<br /><br />on the lighter side... if it was a bolly or koolwood movie, they would have a family song, sung by the mother when they were still in the tummy... <br /><br />the first half the brother would remember and sing.... the camera would spin... and the next half the Sis would sing.... and then they'll all sit and have dinner together ..!!!!Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00469394323819969371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-39341871220619813252009-06-02T05:07:55.616+10:002009-06-02T05:07:55.616+10:00Beautifully done...Brava~!!
Your site is as a muse...Beautifully done...Brava~!!<br />Your site is as a museum, something to read/see around each and every corridor...<br />MargaretMargaret Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14006950974157246888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-10011404877965060112009-06-01T01:35:43.707+10:002009-06-01T01:35:43.707+10:00I can see it all - the expression on the visitor's...I can see it all - the expression on the visitor's face, the softening of the woman's eyes with memories....splendid.RAJI MUTHUKRISHNANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767924355822361427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-27462196463510991752009-05-31T20:28:46.954+10:002009-05-31T20:28:46.954+10:00What a lovely ending to the story.What a lovely ending to the story.Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11666316882168582862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-824268059182228832009-05-31T19:29:47.453+10:002009-05-31T19:29:47.453+10:00When my much older brother grew up and left home, ...When my much older brother grew up and left home, he moved so far away that I didn't see him again for 7 years. My Gram and I went to his town to visit him. My brother wasn't home when we arrived, so while Gram visited with his wife, I decided to take a walk through the fishing village. I saw a tall, bearded, fierce looking man heading straight toward me and I ran the other way -- he chased and caught me and swung me through the air -- all big and ugly and smelling of fish from the docks -- and of course it was my brother.quillyhttp://quilldancer.comnoreply@blogger.com