Memories of Childhood

Skipping rocks

Chasing Fireflies

Taking walks

Telling lies.

Doing chores

Climbing trees

Puzzles galore

You and me

Riding the rails

Late, off to bed,

Creating tales,

Sister us wed.

Life takes hold

As we grew,

Then I was told,

No more me and you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Of my childhood memories

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Shaketa Copelin's picture

This was a nice write...I enjoyed reading.

jgupta's picture

The best treasure we never ever lose!

Lesa Gay's picture

Great memories of your childhood Huck. Expressed so well. Love, Lesa