We Are The Fairy Tales to How To Tell Kid Where Babies Come From
Lovers share the secret of the heart
Dad shares where babies come from
We Are The Fairy Tales (Shakespearean sonnet)
What need have we of others� fairy tales
When we can be as stars within a sky
Can be so free to cast love�s dreams on sails
Which free the need to hold lingering sigh
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They stayed to play amid our star kissed waves
When play gave way to secrets of the heart
Gave way to sway as passion misbehaves
In sway we stayed in love transformed to art
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Refused the news of something might be new
Their news were views locked in some distant past
When views did snooze till life passed on through
Though snooze refused we woke them up at last
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The need we freed creating tales of love
Still stayed and swayed in starlight from above
Lovers free others lost imaginations in this Shakespearean sonnet. If we haven't noticed this sonnet contains a heavy word play. The second and forth syllables of each quatrain contains a four sound/word round. (In the first quatrain: need, we, be and free.) This represents a living playfulness. With this in mind, what happens in th rhyming couplet?
Arlene and I may have slowed down: as young lovers. as we got older, or maybe transformed. The disco days were made for us. We were the princess and prince of the dance floor. Our parenting days left plenty of opportunities for holding hands, hugging and cuddling, an affection kiss or two. And when the bedroom door closed... When I joined the Masons, their parties consisted of dinner, drinks and maybe some live music. With our kids on their own, Arlene and I were going to movies, dining, theaters, the symphony, opera and such. When we were placed in charge of parties we introduced dancing. We did this by hiring a singer/dance instructor. Once we got the men dancing, the rest was easy. Dances were just part of the fun. With the money the Lodge had, the only limitation was imagination. The Masons were getting old and covered with dust. Arlene and I were the right people in the right time. Someone else, Ernie Bluer, called for a rejuvenation of Masonry. So we introduced train trips, visits to wineries. forests, haunted houses to name a few. Our dances became legendary. We danced on top of the city, out on the bay, in gardens, even in a lion house. Arlene and I were fairy tales. It was so satisfying seeing couples letting go. People were young again. The magic was spreading and contagious. What was even more rewarding to Arlene and me was that others took over where we left off. The magic that ignited in our time is still alive.
As time ticks by we are getting older. Once we reach a certain age, there are things that we cannot do anymore. But our minds; There's a wonder. "You are only as old as you feel." I'm certain many of us have heard that one. According to a 2014 study done by scientists from University College London, people who saw themselves younger were generally healthier and over all had a longer life expectancy. (source: The daily Mail) How our minds think about ourselves effects how we look and how we look at life and the things around us. Change the way we think and we change the world. And who are we? How old are we, really? Grow? Glow? Our mind is a wonder. It can even attract to itself like things; Like joys. like interests, like thoughts, et cetera. Is there magic? Let us open our minds. Experience and Enjoy.
Is there magic? Let's ask Barry: Barry Manilow "Could it be Magic"
Imagination is equal to a dad answering a little girl's question
According to WebMD, most children begin asking questions at the age of 3 to 4. One of the questions might be. "Where do babies come from?' This can be an uncomfortable situation. Here is New Zealander Jordan Watson, of How To Dad, to share with us what other dad's do when and if this moment arises.
Note: any similarities to reality are similarities to reality. "HOW TO TELL A KID WHERE BABIES COME FROM"
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