Amy Marie

Rookie - 489 Points (July 13,1992 / United States)

Childhood For Sale - Poem by Amy Marie

Cheap and charming items
Settle on the numerous tables
Of my grandparents' customary yard sale.
Bugs visit them all on this hot but vital weekend.

One object stands out in somewhat of a spotlight.
The item is a pink dollhouse full of memory-rooms.
Once I explored it with youthful eyes –
Now that type of immature play I despise.

If I could put a price on Childhood – what would it be?
A penny or two – at the most – three.


Comments about Childhood For Sale by Amy Marie

  • Edward Kofi Louis (6/16/2017 11:58:00 AM)


    Once i explored it! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

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  • Rajendran Muthiah (5/28/2017 6:29:00 PM)


    The childhood may be bitter or happy. We cannot quote a price to it. Being an astronomer probing the galaxies, you dare to take the childhood simple to buy or sell.The dolls you used will come often to your fore conscious mind as you are growing old. You have a different view that is laudable. (Report) Reply

  • Adeline Foster (12/14/2011 4:17:00 PM)


    You have apparently elicited a lot of feelings through this poem and I agree. It is too precious to forfeit. Childhood is something that is being exploited to appease the guilty conscience of adults. Childhood can be a happy time if only children were allowed to consider themselves happy. Read mine – I Cannot Return –
    Adeline
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  • (6/7/2011 6:54:00 AM)


    Great poem. Wonderfully conceived. Full of compassion for deprived childhood. Childhood is a period when a child is at his most innocent stage. Nobody has right to take away his innocence. I rate the poem 10/10. Thanks for sharing..... (Report) Reply

  • (12/13/2010 6:03:00 PM)


    I don't have any toys from my childhood.I wish I had kept at least one, to make me remember all the best moments I lived with my brother and all my little friends.The poem was very well written.However, I must agree with the points of views below that the childhood is something that can't never be sold.It doesn't matter how hard it was.
    I still have some friends whose childhood we lived together.I also must confess...somehow, my childhood was better than their childhood.But, as kids, we lived it with so much joy and happiness that, there wasn't all the damn differences that we have now, living in an adult world.
    Well, another children from the same small city I used to live, they had a better childhood than mine, but I don't feel myself less happy than them, not at that time and mainly now.As a brazilian poet says the childhood is 'the gold stage of the life.The lovely years that wont come back again.The sky is always full of stars, the sea is always blue, and life a song of love.'
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  • Mohammad Muzzammil (12/8/2010 7:25:00 PM)


    A nice poem to be read and appreciated as well. Childhood is one the precious prize from God. It is the stage when we are innocent with the world's affairs and other critical matters. We are free from sin and sinful thought as well. Dear Amy, if life is a body, childhood is its heart. It can't be sold. Maybe it is your poverty to sell it. However, nice to read your poem. (Report) Reply

  • (2/17/2010 6:23:00 AM)


    'a pink dollhouse full of memory-rooms' ~ wow, I love that! ! Great poem! (Report) Reply

  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (2/7/2010 11:28:00 AM)


    Its too expensive to be sold!
    Sell all my toys but not my childhood.
    A very simple but profound way to deal with a subject of grave importance. Our present generation of children are so exposed that one wonders if childhood in a sense will soon become something of the past. Well done my freind.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, June 7, 2011


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