Memories Of Childhood Poem by Diana Kouprina

Green balcony
Red painted
Cement hallway floor
The colors are vibrant
I hold to them
stored in my memory
Of past life
Were we lived
The lot of us
As family
All together
One piano across
The dinning room table
A coach that turned into a bed
Where my grandparents had slept
Next room a couch against a wall
Turned into a bed for me
With all the 7 dwarfs
Watching over me
TV across my couch
A bed behind me
Was for my mother
The one across
Was for my great grandma.

My father liked to punish me
Punishment achieved results
Wardrobe across my great grandmas bed
Against the wall
Door opened
Mirror hanging on the door
A made shift corner
Where I spent many times
Crying at myself in the mirror.
I couldn't memorize the poetry
No matter how hard I tried
My brain would replace the written words
Making it hard for me to be verbatim
A gift
a curse
Tears cried
In the makeshift
Wardrobe corner
Mirror hanging on the wall.

Tears cried and dried
Embraced with love
Always putting on a show,
Their eye twinkling with pride
With love
To each performance I put on,
When the lights were out
For the night
Kerosene lamp lit
Along side candles
My fingers tinkling the ivories
Life was love and that's all there was,
Alongside cried tears in the corner
By the mirror on the door.

©️Diana Kouprina