Childhood Etheree Poems

THEN
I was
carefree, and
I wished to live
forever, and yet
always inside me was
the knowledge that I would grow
by learning more and taking on
new responsibilities. Trials 
taught me...

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In
my life
and journey
it seems I am
different people.
Each one, as if possessed
like chapters of a huge book ~
When I think back, I am haunted,
enthralled, charmed, captivated,...

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snow
no more
warmer days
birds are singing
squirrels scampering
pretty flowers blooming
kids playing and having fun
lawn mowers are humming away
looks like spring has sprung into color
spring is the very...

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Hot,
cooking
days and nights.
Parades in town,
dancing horses ~ clowns.
Sky lights up everywhere,
pretty colors fill the air.
Animals do not like the noise,
the loud noise hurts their sensitive...

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Death
You say,
Come to me
Sweetly soft words
Should I now listen
Should I now turn away
Are the angels now coming
I do not hear them singing songs
I want to...

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With my plucky granddaughter, I'm ne'er bored.
She saunters at connate emblems and depth.
And the way the fay sway with her.
Five-year-old darts on slight span.
Brilliant, brittle...

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Sand.
Rough grains.
In the wind.
Lifted by air.
Sandbox, child's delight.
Providing hours of play.
Happily covered in sand.
The beach, largest sandbox of all.
Sandcastles built high, proudly displayed.
Ever holding childhood...

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"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life:" Robert Frost




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"shack"
gray wood
my playhouse
outer backyard
my fantasy place
where my secrets were kept
my own world of make believe
childhood place where thoughts become dreams
a mansion in the eyes of...

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You.
I'll have
Amnesia.
My mind wiped clean;
Everyone has left;
My eyes searching for clues;
Frustration taking over;
Answers wanted yet nothing's there.
An image appears; smiling, arms wide.
Darkness is here. A...

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Last Christmas little Anne dashed to the tree.
The gift she most desired, would she see?
Her folks were poor, but Santa’s not!
The coat she got—she NEEDED,
but...

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I 
had passed
my childhood
milestones when I 
reached the seventies.
In nineteen seventy
I entered high school wearing
bell bottoms and sometimes - hot pants!
In that decade, I happened...

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There's so much a young one learns, hears, and sees
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Gas
balloon
was the thing
I longed to buy
in my childhood days.
Because it could fly high
in the sky taking my wishes
with it to the height I'd never reach.
Expedition...

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Child
Within.
Transparent
Tragic colors
Secret emotions
Ears hear too much to bear
A household war day and night
Sibling can escape all the fright
Enduring more, validation null
What happens to the adult-child...

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