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