Childhood Dreams 3 Poem by * Sunprincess *

remembering one of those warm unforgettable days so nice
you know the ones, when you spend a sunny day outside
and we're still visiting an only child, a princess age five

where pretty blossoms were blowing way upon the breeze
where listening to a chattering brook was entertaining,
and very soon we come upon a mob of babbling geese

which were frightening, at least I thought so, and they were
yet, to the king's men, mother reported them never