Jack Ellison Poet Quatrain

Yesterday Once More

It seems like only yesterday
I was young and climbing trees
Running through the forest
Scraping arms and knees

Playing tag or hide and seek
Hop-scotch or skipping rope
Making a bow and arrow
Building a periscope

Playing ball on the local lot
Wishing upon a star
Swinging on a hanging vine
Stealing from the cookie jar

Tossing a ball against a wall
Making figures out of clay
Raiding the local apple trees
Jumping in a pile of hay

Playing cowboys and indians
Saturday morning cartoons
Running around like hooligans
Acting like silly baboons

Memories all come flooding back
As I sit here and reminisce
Of halcyon days way back when
Filled with pure happiness



© Jack Ellison 2012

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Laura Breidenthal December 7, 2022 at 2:08 PM Ah, this is so beautiful. This nostalgic poem warms my heart, imagining a young and happy-go-lucky Jack. Always, Laura

Carol Eastman December 23, 2012 at 12:06 PM Childhood memories can be the best! I think you made some more for us when you wrote this... If not reminded we tend to forget. Jack Ellison December 24, 2012 at 6:10 AM So much fun to reminisce! Love ya! Jack xox

Toquyen Harrell December 23, 2012 at 7:44 AM Oh, what memories, aren't they? You were such active boy, Jack. There is no telling what you'll remember. You got into a lot of mischiefs, didn't you? Enjoyed :) Jack Ellison December 23, 2012 at 7:47 AM I still get into a lot of mischief... growed up mischief! LOL Love ya... hugs, Jack xox