Pensive Phoenix

Rookie (22/02/1988 / Ireland)

Weep For The Past - Poem by Pensive Phoenix

When I would go running to father for hugs
and admiring Nan's collection of teacups and mugs,
When I would pick daisies from the lush garden grass
and go with my mother to morning Sunday mass,
When I stored collections of shiny coloured stones
and the dog collected and buried his long juicy bones,
When brother would kick his football all day
and I would sit happily in the garden to play,
When I would paint pictures of my childhood and me
and now I weep back to where I loved to once be.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 14, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 14, 2009

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