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Out My Window

Through my window, I watch children play. 
Over harvested fields, they move and run.
Unmindful of the bite of stubble under their feet.
Eager to spend their holidays in great fun.

Some run around, kicking the ball,
Passing it to the goal posts quick and smart
While some in groups skip, hop and jump, 
A few like asteroids, through cosmic void, dart.

By my widow I stand and watch their lively sport
I can hear their shouts of joy and hilarity.
Like tiger cubs, sometimes they fight, 
Alerting the neighborhood to their noisy gaiety.

These scenes weave pictures of delight,
Reminding me of the days of amusements wild.
When such shadowy phantoms fill my brain,
I yearn to be reborn once more a child.

Copyright © Valsa George | Year Posted 2023

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Paige Hind Date: 8/22/2023 2:01:00 PM Lovely rhyming! I liked the ending! Login to Reply

Ink Empress Date: 8/22/2023 12:16:00 AM Ah such beautiful imagery and storytelling in your poem. I absolutely love the way this flows in such eloquence and heartfelt words, sometimes i too watch children play around, their innocence, how refreshing to watch and read about. This is soul warming and the flow of your descriptive diction is seamless. Definitely a must read for the prompt. I loved this Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 8/21/2023 5:17:00 PM You did so well with this. Nobody was outside my window. Just scenery. Login to Reply

Joe Dimino Date: 8/21/2023 2:33:00 PM "A few like asteroids, through cosmic void, dart." -- I know, we grow old too soon. Youth is a millionaire.... Login to Reply

Sam Kauffman Date: 8/21/2023 12:42:00 PM Dearest Valsa, your heart truly is ever young as you play with memories and words! Even though we can't return to our childhood, your elegant rhymes take us on wings of reminiscence as we look out our windows! Your words brought back so many happy childhood hours of gazing at rain, first snows, moonlight, summer mornings and double rainbows. Your lines are moments of happiness! Best wishes for the contest, dear friend! I thank God for your gift! Login to Reply

Tom Cunningham Date: 8/21/2023 12:25:00 PM I think we all long for those carefree days of our childhood Valsa. Happy memories for sure. Tom Login to Reply

Victor Buhagiar Date: 8/21/2023 12:08:00 PM Delightful memories, I'm sure. Login to Reply

Stephan McBride Date: 8/21/2023 10:45:00 AM The joy seen in these children, is the beauty of God's desire , why must we grow up : ). But we have been given access to be reborn, no matter the age to once again find true peace, joy and love Login to Reply

Jay Narain Date: 8/21/2023 10:35:00 AM Nice. The imagery brings joy and laughter in our souls. Login to Reply

Sotto Poet Date: 8/21/2023 10:17:00 AM I am consistently astounded by the captivating and awe-inspiring manner in which you express yourself. Your ability to evoke deep emotions and vividly depict the scene outside your window is truly remarkable. Observing the joyous playfulness of children is a truly enchanting sight, and your poem impeccably brings this image to life. Login to Reply

Hiya Sharma Date: 8/21/2023 6:59:00 AM Oh my dear, this is such a blossoming, beautiful and heartwarming piece that moves like a scene in front of the eyes.. Your words are gorgeously picturesque, radiating a wholesome aura.. And the descriptions are so lovely with resplendent rhymes.. "A few like asteroids, through cosmic void, dart" How impeccable! "When such shadowy phantoms fill my brain.. A child" Ahh, I relate with that, love this so much dear! Login to Reply

Sara Kendrick Date: 8/21/2023 2:18:00 AM Ahhh!! The fun children can have and enjoy with just what is around them. Good to revisit this part of our lives from time to time even to jump in leaves, lay down on the grass and watch the cloud formations in the sky even if only through a child at play. Thanks for sharing this one with us and for dropping by my page. Sara Login to Reply

Speaks Volumes Date: 8/20/2023 11:59:00 PM A wonderfful sight from your window. Nothing more wonderful than watching happy children ay play. You brought the picture to life with your wonderful poem BOL Valsa . Love it. Login to Reply