Magpie Tales had the above photo as a prompt.
Sticky Buns
“Come on” he said and took her hand
“I’ll show you a sweet place,
Where spiders spin their webs from gold
And dreams are spun from lace.
It’s true! I wouldn’t lie to you!
Behold the fabled wishing tree!
And, when we’re safe back from that land,
There’s sticky buns for tea!
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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How sweet this is dear J Cosmo.
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Awwwww, this poem is as sweet as those sticky buns!
ReplyDeleteIn the world we live in today, one might suspect this to be a line to lure someone. But I think I would rather enjoy in innocence at face value, and say what a lovely thought you have penned!
ReplyDeleteI'm shocked! Well, not really. I did briefly ponder that but optened to go with the clean and pure line.
Deletean afternoon of adventure in fantastic fictions is ever so appealing
ReplyDeleteVery sweet and not at all sticky.
ReplyDeletesounds sublime
ReplyDeleteThis brings to mind, painfully, how such innocence is lost...
ReplyDeleteI loved this reminder of a world, we have to bring back desperately.
I put a positive, sweet spin on your poem ...
ReplyDeleteThe offerings come in many forms and they usually follow one after the other! Nicely Cosmo!
ReplyDeleteHank
Delightful piece of writing...
ReplyDeleteWith lashings of butter and jam-very Enid Blyton!
ReplyDeleteAnd very lovely, the imagination of children.
I'd clot some cream, if you asked.
DeleteIn your haybox?
DeleteThanks, but I'll take the supermarket variety :)
Pffft! Cheeky possum! No, clotted properly, the way my Granny taught me. Once eaten, never forgotten.
Deletewhat a treat this little number is. spiderwebs spun of gold and sticky buns...how could you go wrong.
ReplyDeleteLike your sense of humor ~
ReplyDeleteLittle Aussie boys don't talk like that... more like Christopher Robin or Teatime at Tweedledee Terrace with Paddington Bear:) Charming poem though. I'm popping round for pink iced sticky buns with lashings of butter (no jam) and tea
ReplyDelete(twinings english breakfast)
Sorry about that. But, then, over time, a lot of people have said I am more English than Australian. The bodies have never been found.
DeleteOK Peregrine Worsthorne....I'll believe you:)
ReplyDeleteA journalist! Oh, foulest of insults!
DeleteYes but an English eccentric who is rumoured to wear a hair net:) Great name don't you think?
DeleteA great name? Absolutely! Conjures up all sorts of images.
Deletei will come along for the sticky buns!!!! mmm....ha this ia playful verse....childhood...love it....
ReplyDeleteThis is so good. I looked at this picture for ages but muse refused. Love the sticky fingers holding hands.
ReplyDeleteSimple, fresh and delightful. Reminds me so much of my own childhood and my cousins.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this. I wish I had made some tea. Maybe I will. :)
ReplyDeleteA delightful read!
ReplyDeleteYou old romantic, you!
ReplyDeleteCharming! I want some, too!
ReplyDeleteI accidentally sat on some sticky buns once and I ended up with sticky buns!
ReplyDeleteThis is cute and captures the childlike spirit so well!
ReplyDeletespiders spin web from gold, how cool
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