Sunday Scribblings
...the PROMPT this week ... when we were WEE...
When I was wee
My parents said to me
When you grow up
You can be anything you wish to be
Life was full of adventure
The world was mine to explore
Fun filled days with play and friends
Uncomplicated and simple, no twists or bends
Running through fields, yelling loud with joy
We were all bold and curious not shy and coy
There was always something to do, to be found under that rock
Another party to go to dressed up in a pretty frock
Oh, how I miss those days gone by
Surprised at how the time does fly
But I am glad I have my memories to treasure
That I can look back at my wee days with such pleasure
posted by hundred and one at 10:29 pm
8 Comments:
time does fly and memories ground us and bloom!
Lovely poem evoking your happy memories.
Love it! You have a cool blog too.
this poem for some reason makes me want to start skipping - hopping - jumping along in a very kidlike fashion! Thanks..
What great poetry capturing your wee time. I love it. It was a fun adventure put forth through poetry!
Thank you so much eveyone. It's wonderful being a part of this. I'm so looking forward to next sundays' scribblings.
i think i try to remind myself of those words - you can be anything you want to be - whenever i'm doing something that feels not quite right. i love it that there was a time during my life that i felt so much possibility. i still do, but now adult thoughts flicker in and out too. thank you for sharing this. it feels light and good and happy.
This is really sweet - captured the feelings and the memories so well!! Beautiful!
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