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I Remember, I Remember

I Remember, I Remember

I remember, I remember
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  • Maureen Spratt (2/8/2014 4:01:00 PM)

    those first four words are the climax of the poem of the life so quickly fading and the sad recall of blissfull childhood days so sad and the end is so upsetting beautifully written very movingxx I went to visit the place where I was born today and found myself saying the opening line as we drove away from the place so ihad to mention it I was born in a former baronial mansion which can still be visited today it was a nursing maternity home called OVERTOUN HOUSE

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  • Ruth Nicholls (11/9/2013 10:03:00 PM)

    I learnt this poem as a child & have never forgotten it!

  • Adegbite Adeyinka (8/18/2013 5:00:00 PM)

    It's really pleasing to read

  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (8/18/2013 10:36:00 AM)

    a beautiful poem, I enjoyed reading it..

  • Troy Ulysses Davis (8/18/2013 10:05:00 AM)

    I loved the reflections. The end was saddening. The author is convinced he has already seen his heaven.

  • Shahzia Batool (8/18/2013 4:52:00 AM)

    i read this poem on a wrong day for me, but it does not affect the fact that it is beautiful...! ! !

  • Clive Woods (11/24/2012 3:30:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem. It reminds me of the house where I was born. Holihocks reaching up to my bedroom window in Church Lane, Kelsale near Saxmundham.

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  • Bryan Baker (3/6/2012 9:21:00 PM)

    Each stanza of the poem contrasts innocence with experience, the lost world of childhood, idealized by memory, with an adult world marked by regrets and a sense of loss, the latter most poignantly symbolized by the brother who, unlike the tree he planted on his birthday when a boy, is no longer living. Lovers of great poetry are likely to dismiss the poem for its childlike quality, but it remains highly popular with the average reader, partly I think for the plaintive, wistful air of the repeated I remember as well as for the nostalgia the poem evokes for the reader`s own childhood.

  • Arpita Choudhury (8/19/2011 9:20:00 AM)

    beautiful poem. simple and profound!

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