Childhood

Childhood Childhood runs barefoot to catch the winds – Then captures fireflies in a jar; Tastes new snowflakes on the whirlwinds; Tickles the toes of the North Star; Makes snow angels in the front yard; Plays games of tag with giggling rains; Rides on sunbeams ‘cross whimsy’s plains; Plays heroes, villains– all pretend; Flies balloons – with a dream’s refrain; Follows clear rainbows to the end. Childhood stretches up to reach tall; Builds treehouses to touch the sky; Stands up again after a fall; Tests new heights – giving stilts a try; Wishes for breezes – kites to fly; Four leaf clovers always pursues; Looks for magic in secret clues; Runs through puddles in sheer delight; Rests upon puffy clouds of blues; Snuggles down wrapped up in moonlight.