a chestful of childhoodA Poem by Ice QueenJenreposting
Chestful of Childhood
Thinking back of sweet days gone by times that were simpler from sun-up to sundown with the games we'd play
Hearing mother calling “ it's dinner time” as we sat up in the tree trying hard not to giggle as we hid so carefully
Our backyard pool cooled off the heat from a scorching summer day as we jumped off the roof only to splash and play
Also days of making puzzles and the board games, too from spinning the dial while playing “life” to gaining “Boardwalk” from the game “Monopoly”
Such days were grand as we children played with no responsibilities we'd run and play all day
now all we have are happy dreams and a chestful of childhood. © 2008 Ice QueenJen |
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Added on March 8, 2008 AuthorIce QueenJenBakersfield, CAAboutNot only am I a woman, but a mother, friend, and hopefully the best person I could be. I have begun to broaden my horizons and get into writing poetry. But I also am an artist, and I am trying my ha.. more..Writing
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