Childhood

Childhood

Playing in a pile of rustic colored leaves

Breezes blowing them up high in the air

Do you want to come play with me?

Building sand castles upon the ocean’s sandy shore

Watching waves wash them all away

Wading in water up to ones knees

Stop water splashing at me please!

Swimming out to a resting floating raft

Later taking a ride, rowing in a tiny boat

Fishing from the ocean shores

Listening to sounds of the mighty ocean’s roars

Hiking down a trail in the deep quiet woods

There goes a scared-up running deer

See the white flash of her high up raised white under tail

Listen to nature’s animal warnings, telling
that we are there

Barking and chatting of squirrels, the squawking of two blue jays back and forth

Listen can’t you hear the caw, caw of that black feathered sentry, that lonely crow

He‘s letting all the world to know that we are here

The explosion of a rising grouse from it’s hide-away, hidden deep within the forest’s brush

A duck flapping wings, on a rise from it’s placid pond

A chipmunk chattering upon an old forgotten stone wall in the woods

A human is here, all woodland creatures watch out,beware!

It’s time to go and seesaw in the park

Play on the children’s swings until it’s dark

Oh, Now I have to go home, eat, do my homework and go to bed

Tomorrow I will go to school, can’t wait

Oh! To be a child again to go out in the school yard to play!

(Wanting to be a child again!)
Poet
JimEee
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Posted: Sep 2013
About this poem:
Once we were all children!

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ladyjewelonline today!
applause can you see how much we see around us when we are children, lol, sometimes its good to just go dance in the rain just because you canhug
loved this it made me smile kiss
JimEee
ladyjewel

Your smile warmed my heart!
To be a child again & enjoy
the simple things in life!

Such as the pitter pat of softly
falling rain and dreaming of watching
you dance in it! Lol

Take care my friend ... JimEee
morgen90210
who's calling you not to play?
tomorrow we go to fun land
just like the old times. . .. we should
JimEee
Morgen90210

Ah! Playland, the land of dreams!

To chase the girls and make them cry

To run in fields to breath in it's fresh air

To enjoy the Blue, Blue sky!

Captain Morgen, out ship is sailing out to sea

Jump ye on board and raise the Jolly Rogers

Tis time to play in fun land!

So nice to see mee Matee!

JimEee
Odette67
This brought happy memories back of a childhood long gone,
though I have never lost the child in me, or will I ever, thank you JimEee. hug purple heart
Odette67
This brought happy memories back of a childhood long gone,
though I have never lost the child in me, or will I ever, thank you JimEee. hug purple heart
Odette67
OOOPS, comp is driving me crazy tonight.laugh
JimEee
Odette67

Like the song!

Memories are made of this
One girl, one boy,
Some grief, some joy

To be a child again
TIs reflections of memories
of where we once were!

Never lose that spark
of a Child deep within

So nice of you to write
JimEee

P.S.
I also made a boo boo!
typo ... out ship
instead of ... our ship.
beautifulyou
I can't help but notice how being a child here is so directly connected to nature, to the earth, and the beautiful souls of the wild,

Children know Divinity is found in simplicity cartwheel

ty JimEee
JimEee
beautifulyou

Your comments are so true

and your insight is amazing!

So nice to hear from you,
JimEee
fjamesj9701
At times childhood seems closer and other days further away in my memory. What I would do to be a child looking at the world from charismatic wandering eyes ready for a new adventure or story. Captivating piece, brought back them days clearly in all its entirety. Your penmanship clearly writing from within. Thank you much...Jessehandshake
JimEee
fjamesj9701

We all have a special hidden nook
with memories tucked away
in remembrance of our childhood!

Happy days of yore, memories seen through
the eyes of youth and innocence.

A walk in the past,
through our earlier pages of life!

Jesse, Thanks for stopping by.

JimEee
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