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

Topic(s) of this poem: child, childhood , children, dreams

Form: Free Verse

Comments about Childhood Dreams 3 by Sunprincess

  • Kelly Kurt (9/19/2015 9:23:00 PM)

    I remember such days. (Report) Reply

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  • Is It Poetry James Mclain (9/19/2015 2:53:00 PM)

    Geese love
    the small fat toes
    that hold you up.. iip
    : -)
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 19, 2015

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