I remember those fun beach afternoons
We bathed in the gossamer autumn sun
Daddy’s shoulders were the mountains we climbed
Mummy’s arms were the swing we clung to
The secluded Clovelly echoed the wonderful childhood
which we locked away in our fond memory
Painting by Virginia Bucknell
you may see more of Virginia’s paintings via: Art Lovers Australia Weebly Instagram
So nice: “Daddy’s shoulders were the mountains we climbed / Mummy’s arms were the swing we clung to”. You really set the scene. Great words!
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Thanks, that makes me happy.
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You’re welcome!
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Really loved the comparisons~ 🥰
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