Boy and Bonnet

Boy and Bonnet

A Poem by Red Brick Keshner

Among the blossoms, bright and wide,

A boy walks by his mother’s side,

In his small hands, a bonnet light,

To crown her head with spring’s delight.

 

She smiles as he adjusts the bow,

Her eyes aglow with love’s soft glow,

In every thread and woven part,

A son’s devotion, mother’s heart.

 


© 2024 Red Brick Keshner


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Beautiful artwork and wonderful words shared my dear friend. I have five grandchildren. We are blessed when the child love us. Their eyes make our world become better. Thank you for sharing the hopeful and amazing poetry.
Coyote

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Red Brick Keshner

3 Days Ago

Oh that is beautiful-the gift of childhood s fleeting and must be allowed to flourish for it is soon.. read more
Coyote Poetry

3 Days Ago

I do agree my dear friend. Good evening from cold and chilly Michigan.



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Beautiful artwork and wonderful words shared my dear friend. I have five grandchildren. We are blessed when the child love us. Their eyes make our world become better. Thank you for sharing the hopeful and amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 3 Days Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Red Brick Keshner

3 Days Ago

Oh that is beautiful-the gift of childhood s fleeting and must be allowed to flourish for it is soon.. read more
Coyote Poetry

3 Days Ago

I do agree my dear friend. Good evening from cold and chilly Michigan.
It is a bond that seems to never be broken...that of mother and son.
j.

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Red Brick Keshner

3 Days Ago

‘Tis indeed, j…’tis indeed.

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Added on November 30, 2024
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Tags: Boy, mother, spring, picnic, bonnet, blooms, devotion, love, caring

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Red Brick Keshner
Red Brick Keshner

Brisbane, West Moreton, Australia



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Perhaps poetry is the only palpitation of my thoughts and experiences. It becomes a commentary, a puppet theatre on what is observable and discernible from the vast expanse of the human condition. Eac.. more..

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