Memories
Of a time
Little Golden Book moments
Tossed high
Into the branches of a backyard cherry tree
If only to imagine pink snow in April
~ Snow was pink, where we once lived.
Grace’s Cherry Tree
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Yes! Little Golden Books!!
The house that we lived in had a small, back porch. Beyond the rail was the cherry tree. My sister and I took turns tossing and spinning beneath the branches. With a stack of Golden Books, turn taking, and lots of imagination, we could make a day out of this childhood game. The game ended as soon as someone caught a Little Golden Book in the head.
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LOL Good memories (except for the book on the head). Good thing they were little books.