Children of the Corn Maze

Once upon a time, in the middle of October, there were some cute little kids beckoning from the entry of a corn maze.

They said, “Come with us into the corn maze!”

And I think I saw a glint in one of their eyes.

But I followed……

Because, who could resist these two?

I said, “Take me to your people, little children.”

They mused over the direction, “Hmmm, I think it’s this way.” As they grinned ear to ear (heh). Yeah right…..

“Or maybe, it’s the other way….” They snickered and pointed.

I heard giggling and running steps as they happily darted through the corn maze.

Then, a pause to make sure I wasn’t as hopelessly lost as I feared. I was.

“Where are you taking me?” I pleaded.

“It’s a secret place…” They solemnly promised.

“A secret place to what?” I inquired.

“A secret place to laugh.” The girls chortled in chorus.

Well, maybe these children of the corn aren’t so bad after all.

One thing is for sure, they certainly do know the way.

42 thoughts on “Children of the Corn Maze

  1. BEYOND clever post, Angelia!

    LOVED IT!

    And what STUNNING photos! The colors your captured are truly amazing!

    That second photo down speaks volumes of how close and loving they are to each other.

    Your daughters are so beautiful! What eyes!

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    1. Thanks Ron! They are very close. Only two years apart. My sister is 8 1/2 years older than me, so I didn’t experience this. It really is like having a best friend built in for them. Pretty neat!

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    1. Thanks Marianne! I hadn’t either until a few years ago. I am not very good at directions. I think I would just go around in a circle. Of course, the six-year old walked right through it like nothing. HA.

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