Bob Quigley Poet Rhyme

A Child Outside

I sit and watch a child outside my window
An air of innocence is on display
Life is new to him, he has not felt yet
Things within his mind that cause dismay

The jubilance of youth is overwhelming
Everything he sees he must explore
Adventure lurks around each hidden corner
Nothing is too little to ignore

Expressions on his face greet each new treasure
Validated by his youthful smile
Then off again to solve another mystery
His attention held by each but a short while

It seems that as I watch, the child grows older
The magic of his world begins to wane
Reality becomes his new companion
His boyish flights will not return again

I sit and watch a child outside my window
But I am not sure that is what I see
I think that what I view  is a reflection
The memories of the child that once was me

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Carol Sunshine Brown June 6, 2012 at 12:31 PM Bob when I click on one of your poems I know it will be exceptional. Thank you for sharing your words with us. I hope all is well with you and yours. I will stop back again soon. Love, Carol

Cecilia Macfarlane April 29, 2012 at 5:15 PM Terrific write, enjoyed it very much. Congrats on your win! Bob Quigley April 30, 2012 at 8:45 AM Thank you Cecilia

Debbie Guzzi April 24, 2012 at 2:11 PM Ahh growing old, yet, we have little recourse ;) NICE write! Congrad's on your win. Light & Love Bob Quigley April 24, 2012 at 2:13 PM No choice at all actually. Thanks for the kudos

Joann Grisetti April 23, 2012 at 8:23 AM Very good job telling a story that is easy to read, yet poignant. Congratulations. Bob Quigley April 24, 2012 at 2:12 PM Thank you Joann

Carol Sunshine Brown April 23, 2012 at 6:15 AM Congratulations on your win in Frank's "A Childhood Memory" contest Bob. Love, Carol Bob Quigley April 23, 2012 at 8:18 AM Thank you Carol

Poet Destroyer A December 25, 2011 at 12:28 PM sorry not for a contest... jesus in a box... judged already... Bob Quigley December 25, 2011 at 2:18 PM Best wishes for a happy and prosperous New Year to you also. Thanks for stopping by DP

Poet Destroyer A December 25, 2011 at 12:23 PM Bob , Now that the presents are wrapped, the stockings all hung, all that's left now is the holiday fun! Merry Christmas! (Dr Seuss) , wishing you the best this coming year.. i'm gonna enjoy all the blessings this coming year...GOOD LUCK IN THE CONTEST,.. bless you always,..p.d

Andrea Dietrich December 22, 2011 at 10:43 PM wow, that last stanza. What a great final stanza to this nostalgic gem, Bob. Much enjoyed. Bob Quigley December 23, 2011 at 8:02 AM Thank you Andrea

Elizabeth Wesley December 21, 2011 at 8:19 PM Exquisite! The story is filled with magic and the last line really touched me. A precious verse so well written! :) Bob Quigley December 21, 2011 at 10:20 PM Thank you Elizabeth. Very kind

Steven Cooke December 21, 2011 at 6:35 AM top class write my friend. excellent poetry. Bob Quigley December 21, 2011 at 8:23 AM Thank yo Steven. Much appreciated

Gwendolen Song December 20, 2011 at 11:00 AM Is this a form of imagism? It is deeply reflective and completely displays the imaginative childlike mind you have, Bob! Enjoyed this a lot. Merry Christmas, Gwendolen Bob Quigley December 20, 2011 at 11:11 AM Yup Gwen. My wife would agree with you. She often asks me when I am going to grow up:)