Amongst the living room here where I am,
Sits a fine, elderly woman knitting
A small boy by her leg, sleeps like a lamb
Generations side by side, so soothing
It is just a dusk filled Saturday night
No, there was no celebration today
Here gifts of closeness make everything right,
Their nameless holiday, welcome to stay
The rising moon is now calling to her
Soon Nonna tires like the Child near
Inspiring gem, wakes up sleeps allure,
Nonna nods and says, I will stay right here
By my great grandson to enjoy this sleep
A heaven sent evening she vows to keep
The Starting End 
Heather, this is such a graceful, peaceful picture you paint . . . Lovely . . .
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Thank you ,Peter. Had a joke with my friend about writing (or trying to) an English Sonnet while I was in Italy. I appreciate it as they are , for me, ever so hard. MANY thanks for the supportive comment 🙂
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A beautiful moment, Heather – immortalized
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Thanks, Laine. It was an attempt 🙂 Glad it worked for you ❤ !
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It works for the painting and stand alone. I really enjoyed this, Heather. You are very talented. 🙂
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MUCH appreciation, Laine ❤
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Oops! that was meant for ” Morning Mist Perception” But you can keep the “very talented” part 🙂
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lol! No problem 😀
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