Halcyon Days

Man reflecting back to boyhood

It seems a lifetime ago.

I know I did not know back then

 I was so happy.

My parents seemingly permanent

hiding from me their fragile mortality,

as much part of my life’s structure

as the small house we lived in.

Days full of longing for more time

to breathe deeply the springtime season.

With all the newness of life

Lambs, kittens and goldfish.

The vivid colors of my first spring.

Perhaps more importantly the fragrances.

Did they ever smell as good later in life?

Summer holidays from school,

 jumping out of the classroom door

like a soul leaving the body for heaven.

Halcyon days filled

with fishing games and friends

If I had known then how to

freeze the moment in time

capture it like an insect in a bottle

to open again and again,,

breathing into my lungs

the lost innocence of my childhood.

Author's Note

Input appreciated if you would not mind thanks Jude