Childhood - My Childhood Now Walks Through My Memory Poem by Paul Warren

My childhood now walks through my memory glade
Of the sunny days and laughter that doesn't fade
I see again those friends who were always with us
And hear again my mother calling me home in a fuss

I wonder now how these times could have ended
And I have found my way now to parts unintended
The friends that I had in those olden years
Where life was shiny and not as real life now appears

But I can return and smile of that happy time
When life was good and laughter easy to find
There were no regrets or thoughts of past or future
It was only sunny days and a world that would nurture.

© Paul Warren Poetry