There must have been a tree

Whose branches went clear

To the ground

With saint augustine so thick

And so plush, that little knees

Could kneel, and little hands

Could feel, the bounty

Of little things, breathing

Teeming, with life

Seeming, an Alice adventure

To one so pinafored and braided

Complete with hand patty’d cake

And Ginger for tea

As the peacock flew near

Landed, without any fear

Plumed and magical sights to see

In the soft reverie of many an age ago

Of a teal lime ebony aquamarine

Porcelain cups and all

Backyard menagerie

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ellie894 January 17, 2021

Note – photograph taken by my dad in our backyard, 1969

16 thoughts on “menagerie…

  1. Beautiful description and childhood photo.
    Magical.
    Also, received email notification of post. Yay. 🙂
    Hope your day is off to a great start.
    Forrest 🙂

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  2. A peacock in your back yard?? 🦚(Isn’t their call startling the first time you hear it?)
    You had Magic even when you were a wee lass💫✨🥰
    Thank you for sharing the photo and the evocative poem. 😍 A Magical memory. 💕🦚💃🏼💐🦄🤗

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    1. I know right?! It would fly in from our neighbor’s yard! I don’t remember hearing it. I didn’t realize how unusual it all was until I was grown. 😄.
      Thank you for visiting and wandering down memory lane with me. 🦋🌟🦚🎶🤗💞

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    1. Do they? I’m not sure but I wouldn’t be surprised. They’re a large bird. 🦚
      Thank you 😘 it was rather fun, lots of baby hop toads and rolypoly’s back then too. 😄💖

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