sara Etgen-Baker Poet Verse

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Poem written for “Seven by Seven” poetry contest, Nette Onclaud, sponsor, January 22, 2026.

CHILDHOOD MEMORY

Bare feet slap summer pavement.
Sticky hands, melting ice cream.
Laughter drips down our chins.
Treehouse whispers hold the stars.
Sandcastle dreams crumble slow.
July fireflies wink goodbye.

Time chews our names to dust.

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Line Gauthier January 25, 2026 at 6:38 PM Delightful ~

Paige Hind January 22, 2026 at 5:52 PM A deep poem that I could truly feel

Sam Kauffman January 22, 2026 at 12:31 PM Such wonderful memories, Sara! Best wishes for the contest! Birthday blessings! sara Etgen-Baker January 22, 2026 at 3:36 PM awww, thank you, dear Sam. I apprecite your supportive words and bday wishes, hugs, Sara

Paula Goldsmith January 22, 2026 at 8:27 AM Your "CHILDHOOD MEMORY" is a lovely write with a pretty picture. I really enjoy reading. "Good Luck" I did "SHADOW OF TEARS." Stay warm as you go writing away............. sara Etgen-Baker January 22, 2026 at 3:38 PM good for you. I'll read your entry...hugs, Sara

Kim Rodrigues January 22, 2026 at 8:26 AM Seems you have many happy memories! sara Etgen-Baker January 22, 2026 at 3:38 PM yes I did...appreciate your visit, Kim. hugs, Sara

Joseph P. DiMino January 22, 2026 at 7:09 AM Yes, I do remember...Christmas seemed forever to come, and summers went far too quickly. Still drip the icecream, even more so now, having trouble finding my mouth:)) Old age is a hoot. Thank God for my beard! When I do the laundry. sara Etgen-Baker January 22, 2026 at 3:37 PM your response brought a smile to my face, Joe. I drip ice cream too...much more so now....truly aging is a hoot...well said.