Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

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My Youth

The excitement of going to grandma’s
I remember like it was yesterday
The smells the big windows the projects
Learning to draw sew read write
Even learning to knit with wool
And all before grade one

There was nothing I couldn’t do
I was a bundle of fiery energy
Life was one big ball of fun or more precisely
Creativity only limited by our mind
We could create anything our heart desired
Out of cardboard pencils fabric and glue
All we had to do was dream it

My grand-mother was my universe
I saw the world through her eyes
Her love her life and kindness
Her smile I’d never forget                              



AP: 1st place 2020

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Mike Gentile December 13, 2018 at 10:05 AM This is such a sweet, nostalgic piece Line! I am so moved by your memories that mirror so many of my own. Very well crafted indeed xxoo Line Gauthier December 13, 2018 at 10:12 PM Thanks for your most appreciated visit and compliment, Mike.

Timothy Mcguire December 12, 2018 at 9:36 PM So nice. I sense a lot of her in you Line Gauthier December 12, 2018 at 10:26 PM I wish. Well, maybe. Thanks for the smile, Timothy.

Ilene Bauer December 11, 2018 at 6:49 PM you have described this very beautifully, line, and were certainly lucky to have had such a childhood... Line Gauthier December 11, 2018 at 8:19 PM Yes for sure, Ilene. Wish it had not come to an abrupt end. Thanks for your lovely visit and comment.

Andrea Dietrich December 11, 2018 at 2:58 PM You had a lovely childhood, Line! Line Gauthier December 11, 2018 at 5:39 PM Yes, I was lucky to have good formative years.

Caren Krutsinger December 11, 2018 at 12:15 PM Grandma-ville! this is what I try to do with my grandchildren, so some day when I am decrepit or gone, they can still enjoy me! Crocheting, fabric, glue, reading, playing, oh, yes! You have described my youth too my friend! Line Gauthier December 11, 2018 at 12:29 PM Thanks for your lovely visit, Caren. Weren't we the luckiest?!!

Tom Cunningham December 11, 2018 at 12:12 PM Beautiful memories Line, then one day you realise 40 or fifty years have gone , a bit frighteniing Good luck. Tom. Line Gauthier December 11, 2018 at 12:28 PM Thanks for your delightful visit and comment. How quickly time flies.