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Echoes of Children

I was going through pictures I found in our attic Pictures of our first newborn and more Echoes of children ran through my mind Like the surf hitting a distant shore First day of school as proud as could be First birthday party and riding his bike On a picnic one summer under a tree One getting ready for a Cub Scout hike I stopped for a moment and gazed at the wall Echoes of children playing in the hall I found more in a box barely within reach From a family vacation in Virginia Beach Little league pictures and ones from fifth grade Marching in the Memorial Day parade One taken with Santa and with Mickey Mouse Echoes of children in this old house

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Cheryl Mccall

Date: 3/11/2009 11:31:00 AM

Love this poem on the outlook of children thanks for your comment

Robin L. Gass

Date: 3/10/2009 10:06:00 AM

Tis is beautiful. Vince. Such tender sentiment. How fast the years fly by. My daughter is 22 and it feels like it was yesterday when we had her. I love comming across those pictures that I haven't seen in a while, that flood the mind with "Echoes"! Great poem! Love, Robin

Angela Knott

Date: 3/7/2009 4:29:00 PM

i love this. "Echoes of children in this old house" how beautiful & relatable this is. so many can relate. i don't have children, but this write can even remind one of their own childhood, children in their past, lost & left behind. a perfect melancholy tone underneath. great write.

Giselle Sun

Date: 3/4/2009 1:01:00 PM

I have two children and this really hit home for me. Please continue to share your beautiful words.

Amy Swanson

Date: 3/2/2009 11:21:00 AM

This is beautiful Vince, that's what it's all about, isn't it? My little one is 9, and I know, she is what makes it all really worthwhile, I knew it soon as I saw her and she just proves it to me more and more every day. Kids bring the sunshine to this dreary world. Thanks for such a precious write. :) Blessings and smiles, Amy

Sharon Winter

Date: 3/2/2009 11:08:00 AM

Vince, this reminds me of the lyrics to a Simon & Garfunkel song "...Long ago it must be I have a photograph preserve your memories they're all that's left you." I cannot look at old photos without crying. Beautiful poem. Love, Shar

Carrie Richards

Date: 3/2/2009 8:26:00 AM

How fleeting is that time when they are ours...so soon they are out on their own, and we are left with our photos and our memories. A touching, tender poem that hits home to me. (Especially, after living in the same house all these years...this house filled with memories). Well done ~ Carrie