When I Was a Kid

Sometimes I try to remember back when I was a kid
And the things we did
Like climbing up forty feet in a pine cone tree
Feeling feel as a bird
Pretending we couldn’t hear being called and 
Our mother would get so mad that she was not heard

We had five and a half acres of land
There were thousands of dirt roads 
With many grains of sand 
We had so much time on our hands
Some days we would lay in the sun to get a tan

Or go running through the sprinklers
In our swim suites
Yes that’s the kind of things we would do
It sure has been many years since then
But every now and than
I stop to think of the fun we would have
How we annoyed mom and dad

Like when we would jump off the ten 
Foot trailer and pretend we could fly
Or when we were sad,
How our dog would be by our side,
Yes I remember the good and the bad
From all those years long ago 
Sometimes they are a little vivid 
But I will never forget what 
life was like then when I was kid
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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August 14, 2012 at 11:12 AM
great write Jane,fond memories,check out my Laugh out Loud,
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August 14, 2012 at 11:13 AM
Okay I will check that out! Glad you liked! Jane xoxo
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August 14, 2012 at 10:43 AM
Yes..."feeling feel as a bird" - lovely memories from your childhood Jane, very nice poem. - oxox love // Anne-Lise :)
Kostman Avatar
August 14, 2012 at 10:52 AM
Thank you for your comment! Yeah I think we all have good child hood memories.. jane xoxo
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August 11, 2012 at 11:42 AM
Reads like you lived a simple yet a childhood that offers many golden opportunities to observe nature and learn from life..Enjoyed reading your work this afternoon..Sara
Kostman Avatar
August 11, 2012 at 11:52 AM
Thank you! Yes I had a lot of fun as a kid and have many fond memories. Glad that you liked this one! Jane xoxo
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