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A little bit about moi:
I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator.
I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors.
Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka.
I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other.
http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com
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Tournesol dans un Jardin 
A very nice little tanka full of atmosphere and memory. When I take my youngest daughter and friend to the forest I often wonder what her memories will be of those days.
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Thanks, Hammish, surely your daughters have a love for nature .
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Lovely youthful memory and nice image of you tap dancing across the bridge:)
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Thanks….how I loved those clicky shoes:)
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I seem to recall something from the Bible about David dancing before the Lord. Might that have been a form of prayer?
For a While the Stone
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Now you got me curious and I looked it up, it was called the prayer of praise.
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There were a few years my youngest niece always tested her shoes to make sure they made a clicky sound. Now her daughter does the same thing: ) Just making a joyful noise unto the Lord….
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Ah, Janice, I love that story!! Now it is with boots I make that sound …nice fashionable boots.
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What a lovely memory. You transported me back to my own childhood with this one.
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Thanks, Suzanne, it’s always fun going back in time:)
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