My Childhood Memories

I remember the days after the rain
Picking dandelions and making chains

Sister fixing plates of twigs and grass
My brother laughing about passing gas

Looking back with a smile through tear filled eyes
I fondly remember making mud pies

Playing school and tea parties, of course
Pretending that the dog was our horse

Playing baseball, tag, or hide-and-seek
Picking up rocks and collecting leaves

No fancy toys and no video games
We watched the clouds and counted airplanes

Memories of my wonderful past
It's nice to know my childhood will last



Copyright © 2009   Lena “Lolita” Townsend

*for Deborah's You Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Egloff-Metzgar Avatar
May 27, 2009 at 2:33 PM
Love this! Reminds me of my childhood too! Kelli
Strand Avatar
May 22, 2009 at 8:21 AM
Best wishes with this one Lolita.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome commnts
Mason Avatar
May 21, 2009 at 8:58 AM
Another wonderful write here, Lena! Brought back lots for me to think about !! And yes indeed we can carry that childhood all the way to old age ... smile ... May I have your Birthday Day/Month for my "singing" blog? Or did you already give it to me and my alzheimer's is kicking in again ... LOL ... ??
Smith-Johnsen Avatar
May 18, 2009 at 12:51 AM
Lolita! This poem is right on the mark. We must be from the same generation. I was about twelve when "hula hoops" came out. My mother and I exercised after school with Jack Lalaine (forgot how to spell his name, though.) And Barbara Walters was a news anchor if I remember right. (Before women's lib. Thanks for the pleasant visit with the past. Love, Dane PS. Go ahead and try Fibonacci. Just think of a sentence with the correct syllables and break it up...that would be a good sart.
Spence Sr Avatar
May 16, 2009 at 5:24 PM
This is so memory refreshing. I can easily remember these day. Those were really fun times. Where did they go? Thank for the wonderful blog comment on my book. God bless always and great job! ~Joseph
Richards Avatar
May 16, 2009 at 2:40 PM
Sounds like a lovely childhood..filled with some of the same memories I cherish!! ~ Carrie
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