Pliable Life Of Childhood Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Swinging from a tree, childhood tunes running through my
mind, clearing cobwebs of the past, green and beautiful,
grass covering the soil like a velvet blanket.

Dressing it in finery so everyone can see it's beauty,
Mother Nature exemplifying senses from within human beings,
giving them feelings of innocence thought to have faded.

Finding everything intact today, joy spreading it's laugh-
ter, giggles and smiles through us with a steadfast rhythm
that keeps on multiplying.

Settling it's energy into the future where life will once
again be pliable just like it was back in childhood, full
of innocent purity.