Best Childhoodsky Poems
Sometimes flowers scream
Little Lilies not getting their way
Sometimes flowers wilt
Round roses not growing free or getting enough sleep
Sometimes flowers cry
Dandy Daisies not glistening in the rain, not getting nourishment
Walk out of the garden
And into the living room
The children's hour isn't naptime, but
Question time
Why is the sky grey?
Why is the grass brown?
Why is the sky up and the ground down?
Do you have any kids?
Do you have any cats?
Do you have any dogs?
I love you
I hate you
I need you
Another summer day has ended, the sun slowly sinks in the west.
The western sky a colorful hue, surely God's artistry at its best!
The radiant moon begins its bourne, lighting the eastern sky,
The ebon sky reveals brilliant jewels sparkling from on high!
The evening chores are over, the supper dishes are put away.
Old folks relax on the porch, the kids happily romp and play.
Fireflies flit about putting on a glittering display;
Children try to capture them, all joining in the fray.
From across yon vale wafts the scent of new-mown hay.
The fragrance of peonies and roses add to this pleasing bouquet.
The soothing sound of lowing cattle is heard from the nearby leas;
Horses kick up their heels, frolic and emit their raucous neighs!
Myriad nocturnal birds begin their melancholy evening serenade.
Owls mutter eerie hoots from stately oaks girding the grassy glade.
Frogs and cicadas add their intonations to this pleasant evening din.
Pesky mosquitoes invade this placid scene, much to everyone's chagrin!
A tanned, barefoot lad with not a care in the world,
Caring not that beyond the horizon life's complexities swirled.
Along life's odyssey many challenging episodes would unfold.
By the memory of such simple times he would ever be consoled!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired (© All Rights Reserved)