POEM: Childhood Memories

This was written to the theme of childhood memories which is this week’s CPC Thematic Attic Thursday poetry challenge.

Me with Candle (Dark)Me about sixty years ago

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

Sharing memories pleases all:
author, reader, all stand tall.
High tide raises all the boats,
buoyed on knowledge that hope floats.

Sharing memories of love,
those who looked down from above.
Learning lessons to use well,
under parent’s magic spell.

Sharing memories of home.
They are yours where’er you roam.
Enamelware, linoleum
now only found in a museum.

Sharing memories of friends,
exploring time that never ends.
Sometimes gone a bit too far;
frightened mom spanked out the tar.

Sharing memories of school.
Looking back, oh what a fool!
Burning, yearning to grow up,
never dream of empty cup.

Sharing memories of youth,
back when we were short of tooth.
High tide raises all the boats
and buoys on knowledge that hope floats.

Copyright June 27th 2012 RGD

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