Ann Peck Poet Couplet

Castles of Sand

Childhood memories--a magical land,
Building dreams amid castles of sand.
Sleepovers underneath starry skies,
Ghost stories, popsicles, blueberry pies!
We never paused to regard our delight;
Then we were gone-- grew up overnight.

January 20, 2022
Bite-Size Poems #33 poetry contest
by Line Gauthier
Honorable Mention

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Line Gauthier November 12, 2022 at 1:26 PM Delightful, Ann ~

Paulette Calasibetta January 29, 2022 at 6:14 AM Oh what beautiful memories you have captured, memories so many relate to. You brought me a surge of warmth with each line. Congratulations on your placement in the contest. A beautiful piece! :)Paulette Ann Peck January 29, 2022 at 4:16 PM Dear Paulette, Thank you so much. I think nostalgia really gets to all of us -- days gone so fast.

Heidi Sands January 21, 2022 at 4:18 PM Sweet memories Ann. I enjoyed this :) Ann Peck January 24, 2022 at 11:00 AM Thank you, Heidi. Childhoods were so carefree and innocent, never noticing life around the corner :)

Paula Goldsmith January 21, 2022 at 2:40 PM A "Wonderful" story/write. I love this one. It is so very true. Yes, we "grew up overnight." Have a great day/weekend............... Ann Peck January 21, 2022 at 4:44 PM We did, Paula. It seems like one day we were playing dolls and the next we were in caps and gowns and saying goodbye...I hope you have a lovely new year with lots of poems :)

Andrea Dietrich January 21, 2022 at 11:47 AM oh I love this. I do hope you get a win!!! I love poems on nostalgia Ann Peck January 21, 2022 at 12:33 PM I love them, too. And that seems to be where I dwell most of the time. Thanks for your wishes ~ I've decided Line likes emotional writes. I guess we really all do :)

Sam Kauffman January 21, 2022 at 10:29 AM Ann what wonderful memories you bring to mind when we couldn't wait for Christmas, birthdays were welcomed and most everyday was filled with new discoveries. Your poem is a joyful reminder of the ways children view the world. Best wishes for the contest. This reminds me of the old folk song "Turn Around." Blessings of joy to you! Ann Peck January 21, 2022 at 12:37 PM Thanks so much, Sam, for comments and blessings :) I seem to do better writing about the past. It was filled with joy and gone too quickly. I hope you have a wonderful new year!

Rico Leffanta January 21, 2022 at 10:22 AM Enjoyed, although growing up sometimes happens in a flash . . . .Aloha! Ann Peck January 21, 2022 at 12:26 PM It does when events cause it. I guess I grew up somewhat at college. Maybe we grow up until finally we grow old. It all seems to have sped by. Aloha!

Ilene Bauer January 21, 2022 at 10:17 AM So true and so well-said, Line! Great ending… Ann Peck January 21, 2022 at 12:27 PM Thanks so much for your comments, Ilene :)

L Milton Hankins January 21, 2022 at 9:06 AM Wow, this says it all so well, Ann. Once we were young and full of zip...then, suddenly "we were gone ~ grew up overnight." It is often said someone "grew up too fast," and your poem certainly reflects this. Ann Peck January 21, 2022 at 12:42 PM It does seem childhood was gone overnight. And then came often painful years of growing up :) I wouldn't like to grow up in today's world. I feel sorry for the young ones. Thanks for your comments, always liked :)