Memorable thoughts of endless fun,
Sand of gold and trees of green,
Ice cream in the brightest sun,
It really was a pleasant scene.
Hopscotch played on pavements grey,
Sounds of laughter filled the air,
We made such fun throughout our day,
Young and free without a care.
Part of me is still back then,
Memories with me every day,
Long to be that child again,
Good times gone,
Along life's way.
Jayne Louise Davies
Jayne, those good memories are forever stored in your subconscious. And you're tapping into it, retrieving them, and sharing them with us. What a great gift!
And, I Hope, to read more of your deeply beautiful poetry over the weekend! ..
Oh what a precious poem! .. And precious memories! .. Ever, ever, so deeply beautiful! ..
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I would like to translate this poem
Childhood memories are so refreshing. How we all crave for those carefree days. Lovely glimpse into your childhood. Thoroughly enjoyed!