WITHIN THESE WALLS — a “Simple Sunday” piece

“Old Schoolhouse Summer” by coldasylum
WITHIN THESE WALLS
She stands alone now,
her classrooms empty,
her swings clanging
one against the other
as the hot August winds
carry with them
memories of another day,
another time.
And as I approach
her now-silent walls,
I still hear the laughter
of children playing
their games of tag
and hide-and-seek
and marbles
in the dusty yard.
And the dry days of August
begin to give way
to brilliant golds and reds,
as the children of autumn
return to begin a new
school year adventure,
sunburned and eager
to share another
summer vacation
before being tucked away
for safekeeping
in that place
where precious memories
of youth are kept.
(c) barbara kausteklis 9-23-13
Written for yesterday’s CPC “Simple
Sunday Finds a Home on the Range.”
http://www.friendburst.com/blog/111386/simple-sunday-picture-challenge-finds-a-home-on-the-range/
Thanks always for visiting and commenting
as I once more attempt to catch up
with your pieces posted
over the past few weeks.
Aloha from Oahu
on this Monday afternoon.
Love and Aloha Hugs.
~barb~
Beautiful write Barbara…love the picture and the “reminiscence”.
precious memories indeed…………..
ahh the memories,, sometimes funny sometimes not but never forgot lov it hugs inky
Such a great write imagining what once was Barbara! “Children of Autumn” is a wonderful poetic concept! 😀 :love: