{"id":91675,"date":"2012-06-27T23:06:05","date_gmt":"2012-06-28T03:06:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/91675\/poem-childhood-memories\/"},"modified":"2012-06-27T23:06:05","modified_gmt":"2012-06-28T03:06:05","slug":"poem-childhood-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/91675\/poem-childhood-memories\/","title":{"rendered":"POEM: Childhood Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"

This was written to the theme of childhood memories which is this week’s CPC Thematic Attic Thursday poetry challenge<\/a>.<\/em><\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

\"Me<\/a>Me about sixty years ago<\/font><\/p>\n

\n

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES<\/font><\/strong><\/p>\n

Sharing memories pleases all:
\nauthor, reader, all stand tall.
\nHigh tide raises all the boats,
\nbuoyed on knowledge that hope floats.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Sharing memories of love,
\nthose who looked down from above.
\nLearning lessons to use well,
\nunder parent’s magic spell.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Sharing memories of home.
\nThey are yours where’er you roam.
\nEnamelware, linoleum
\nnow only found in a museum.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Sharing memories of friends,
\nexploring time that never ends.
\nSometimes gone a bit too far;
\nfrightened mom spanked out the tar.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Sharing memories of school.
\nLooking back, oh what a fool!
\nBurning, yearning to grow up,
\nnever dream of empty cup.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Sharing memories of youth,
\nback when we were short of tooth.
\nHigh tide raises all the boats
\nand buoys on knowledge that hope floats.<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n

Copyright June 27th 2012 RGD<\/strong><\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This was written to the theme of childhood memories which is this week’s CPC Thematic Attic Thursday poetry challenge. 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 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[29],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-91675","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91675","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=91675"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91675\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=91675"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=91675"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=91675"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}