Difting away,
our childhood fades,
that care free life,
our memories frayed.
How I wish now,
I could go back home,
my soft warm bed,
and sins unknown.
But I still recall,
that old yard swing,
it's soft quiet squeaks,
and the joy it would bring.
With friends in the yard,
we play in the rain,
how I wish now,
to feel it again.
Author notes
I've lost my childhood... the most precious time of our lives, not a care in the world... gone.
Coffer
Picture prompt- http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll138/poocaboo/004.jpg
A contest entry
- Paint Me A Picture (( Picture Contest ROUND I)) by HereComesTheSun.
395 points, ended October 10, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - New! Truly Original Poetry Wanted :) by Oleander.
540 points, ended December 6, 2008, 47 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I love this poem.
Its sad, but it's so touching! -
I love this poem, it reminds me of the times I had as a child that were good. My grandpa had a swing set up for us that I would play on for hours alone or otherwise, some of my favorite memories. I think this piece will speak to everyone who reads it. Good luck with your contest!
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Great picture to go with a finely crafted poem, nostalgic and regretful feelings coming through clearly... made me remember a swing set my dad the plumber made from pipes when we were very small... thank you for sharing and good luck in the contest.
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love your poem
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this was a great write doll,
sad though i wish you only the best in the contest!
your imagery was well as well, i looked at the photo a
"after" i read the poem well done
vanna -
Oh... it is sad, but this is great!
It is very emotional and being the reader, I can feel this write.
Great work! -
great start to the contest and great write :] good work
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