Poem! Childhood memories
Barefoot on cool grass, dew-kissed and green, Chasing fireflies with jars held tight. The world a jungle, vast and yet unseen, Imagination taking joyful flight.
Swinging high, laughter echoing through trees, The creaking rhythm a familiar song. Building castles in the summer breeze, With sticks and leaves, where dreams belong.
Crayon kingdoms splashed on weathered walls, Each stroke a story, vibrant, bold, and bright. A cardboard spaceship soaring through the halls, Ready to launch into the starry night.
Rainy days spent by a window pane, Watching droplets race in silver streaks. A puddle-filled world, a watery domain, Where paper boats embarked on daring peaks.
Curled beneath a quilt, a book in hand, Lost in enchanted forests, far away. A whispered tale, a hero brave and grand, Taking flight with every turning page.
The warmth of summer nights, fireflies aglow, Catching whispers carried on the breeze. Sharing secrets only fireflies may know, Beneath a tapestry of moonlit trees.
The crunch of leaves beneath our playful stride, Conquering mountains made of fallen gold. Aching muscles, a joyous, welcome tide, From stories whispered, brave and yet untold.
Bicycle wheels whispering on sun-drenched roads, The wind a symphony in our ears. Exploring paths where adventure unfolds, Unafraid of giggles, smiles, and smears.
The taste of homemade ice cream, sweet and cold, Melting sunshine on a sticky tongue. Sharing laughter, stories yet untold, Childhood friendships, tender, ever young.
The sting of tears, a scraped knee, a minor woe, A mother's touch, a gentle, soothing balm. She whispers love, and all is well, you know, Safe within the haven of her calm.
The pride of mastering a brand new skill, Building towers, learning A, B, C. A world expanding, eager hearts that thrill, Discovering the magic meant to be.
First steps taken, shaky, brave, and bold, A hesitant hand, reaching out to touch. The joy of independence, young and gold, A world of wonders waiting just so much.
The Christmas tree, a star upon its crown, Twinkling lights and presents wrapped with care. The thrill of carols sung in every town, A season filled with magic everywhere.
The warmth of family, a circle strong and true, Unconditional love, a constant thread. Building memories, forever new, A tapestry of moments, safely bred.
The ache of goodbye, tears upon a cheek, A friend who moves, a change that stings and bites. But seeds of friendship, promises we speak, Will bloom again, beneath the moonlit nights.
The years unfold, a kaleidoscope of days, Each moment cherished, held within the heart. A wellspring of laughter, a gentle, guiding maze, Childhood memories, a precious work of art.
Now, as the golden coins of sunlight fade, And shadows lengthen on the dusty stairs, A smile remains, a memory unfaded, A whisper of childhood, carried through the years.
