Tammy Reams Poet Lyric

Memories of Childhood

All three of us did partake the heart pills we each ate
sharing it like candy because it had a sweet taste
no knowing the dangers we may face

Mama is a yelling we have to make them vomit or surely they will die
mixing coffee with mustard giving us to try
sticking fingers down our throats trying to make us purge was an endless hope

Rushing us to the hospital all three of us in tow
with the doctor on standby we loved called Dr. Joe
on hard metal beds were watching Dr. Joe his eyes full of dread 

With a long skinny hose he starts to push up our nose forcing medicine down below
all at once we start to spew the tiny pills flowing out
giving all three of us a second chance at life.

3/16/2015    T Reams

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Paul Callus March 19, 2015 at 11:45 AM Must have been a scary experience, Tammy! But children do things like that!! Once had a pupil in my class who drank paraffin, thinking it was lemonade...must have had no sense of smell or taste!! // paul Tammy Reams March 19, 2015 at 1:33 PM Thanks. It was scary as a child but now that I'm older we sit and laugh about it.

Constance La France March 19, 2015 at 10:17 AM Tammy, not so wonderful memory!!! but still all part of childhood, my sister put a peanut up her nose and it swelled up and mom could not get it out, off to the emergency we went and the doctor had to use this long wire thing to get it out, oh I remember the screaming and that was only mom . . and thanks for visiting my poem I write . . . Tammy Reams March 19, 2015 at 1:37 PM Thank you for the commit Broken Wing. The peanut makes me think about my daughter. She put a rock up her nose and we did the same thing at the doctor for him to get it out.