Brown are the edges
where so many fingers
over years have creased
the words always warm
Yellow still the Christmas star
that brilliantly shines
in my child’s mind
over silent hill
Golden are the memories
songs long ago sung
visits to the City of Paris
beautiful ornaments they hung

The prompt this week for Word Press Photo Challenge is Yellow.
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Thank you for visiting Moondustwriter. One of the many exciting things I've had the honor of doing is writing with an E. African team that is developing elementary curriculum for African children. As a writer, it is a thrill to help children (on all continents) who want to learn.
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I am a published writer, poet, artist and photographer. I have written, as well as edited, for periodicals, radio, blogs and fellow writers.
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Since Paris is my favorite city…a Christmas there would be fine with me. 🙂
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Another brilliant poem, Leslie. Some memories are just too good and memorable to forget 🙂
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well of the 3 images – I like the sake one – because it seems to have like 4 to 5 yellows – very cool shot too – and the whole post is a nice take on the wpc.
💞✌🎄🎍⛄❄💫
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happy holidaze 2 u frum da Q 😎
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Our fingers touch so
Many memories…
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Thank you
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