Sweet Memories of My Early Childhood

SWEET MEMORIES OF MY EARLY CHILDHOOD How Sweet To The Heart Are The Scenes Of My Childhood Samuel Woodworth, 1785 - 1842 HOW SWEET IT WAS TO BE LOVED, BE SHOWERED WITH LOVE SWEET LOVE THAT I HOLD AND TREASURE. LOVE THAT MADE ME FEEL SECURED, EMPOWERED. WHEN MY GRANDPA CAME FROM WORK, HE MADE SURE TO BRING ME A LOLLIPOP I ENJOYED. HE MASSAGED MY FEET, A KIND OF A CURE FOR MY DARN FEET HURT AND KEPT ME ANNOYED. WE WALKED AROUND TOWN TO PASS THE TIME WHILE HE JOKED AND I GIGGLED THAT BROUGHT JOY. MY GRANDMA TOOK ME TO THE BEACH AT TIMES, WHEN I HAD BOUTS OF COLD TO BREATHE THE AIR FROM THE SEA TO GET BETTER IN NO TIME. WE PICKED UP SHELLS WHILE OUR FEET WERE BARE. SAT ON THE SHORE AND ATE HER GOOD RICE CAKES. SHE TOLD STORIES FOR ME TO BE AWARE. THESE PRECIOUS MEMORIES KEEP ME AWAKE WHEN I BAKE A RICE CAKE AND MY FEET ACHE. 11/19/20 Constance La France TERZA RIMA POETRY