Lessons From Heaven

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I stopped glowing
from the age of heaven
and hell taught,
I wasn't ready,
and it scared me.
I was focused
after school
on 50 cent pieces
for the lollies
Mother reached in
her orange purse
for those silver coins
I didn't
know
of the devil
and even God,
Us kids,
never went to church
but had lessons
in a backroom,
I loved Easter,
decorating
those eggs.
It was delightful
and magical.
Live shouldn't
be fear-ful,
there's enough
of gritty
violence
as it is....

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CayCay Jennings

Date: 8/19/2025 11:49:00 PM

How clever this begins and stays throughout, a unique & impressive write. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Ryan Geoffrey Hayward
Date: 8/20/2025 3:07:00 AM

Thank-you Cay-Cay, it was a special memory as our child minder there was nice.

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 8/17/2025 4:59:00 PM

I appreciate the nostalgia and how you made it relate to the disappearance of childhood innocence in today's world. I was addicted to anything chocolate; we didn't attend church either, but my childhood home was spiritual as was my neighborhood. Thanks for your words, Sara

Ryan Geoffrey Hayward
Date: 8/20/2025 7:40:00 AM

Us children were ushered in a back-room for fun activities. It was actually a good thing as it spared us from the hell and sin sermons we were too young to understand. Our child carer was a lovely lady. Thank-you for your beautiful words.