Best Childhoodsong Poems


Soul

There is a place i go that is deep in my heart and soul
remembrance of my incredible childhood fills my mind.
Building sand castles on the beach and watching the Victorious Ocean
crash high above the rocks. Roasting marshmallows and making smores in
my grandmothers back yard the sweet scent of woodsmoke and chocolate
fills the air. My soul begins to dance as I hear the Bluejays and bluebirds singing
there morning song waking up the earth. They also have remarkable wings and amazing 
eyes when the sun hits them there eyes turn vibrant hazel green. Walkingon the beach 
feeling the warm sand between my toes it warms my heart. My Grandmother's soul
will forever soar with the bluejays and bluebirds singing there morning song waking up the 
earth. In memory of My Grandmother Marjorie Roberts May God Rest her soul!
By Julie Rene leek
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