A Page From My Past

I pick a crumpled page, from a basket of memories, tucked in the corner of my old house, they remind me of my bygone years, sketched in crayons and rainbow colours! a purple river with a yellow boat, a green duck and a red rose, stick like figures of mum and dad, with me and sister in gleeful pose! a park bench where we all sat, singing along with tuneful carols, wearing warm woolies that mother knit, basking in the glow called family love! many such papers I did pick, uncurled them to get a good peek, memories lost to time’s wither, smudged in colours but fresh in mind! snow white evenings and little chats, playful quarrels and fancy dress! school friends and all my teachers, and kind Miss Evers who served us food! my furrowed brow and wizened face, reflect on those glorious days, memories saved is all I have, but folks I lost, for them I crave! ‘Story from your Childhood’ contest Written 10/December/ 2020 L Milton Hankins sponsored Free verse