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I Remember, I Remember

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I Remember, I Remember

I remember, I remember
The house where I was born,
The little window where the sun
Came peeping in at morn;
He never came a wink too soon
Nor brought too long a day;
But now, I often wish the night
Had borne my breath away.

I remember, I remember
The roses red and white,
The violets and the lily cups--
Those flowers made of light!
The lilacs where the robin built,
And where my brother set
The laburnum on his birthday,--
The tree is living yet!

I remember, I remember
Where I was used to swing,
And thought the air must rush as fresh
To swallows on the wing;
My spirit flew in feathers then
That is so heavy now,
The summer pools could hardly cool
The fever on my brow.

I remember, I remember
The fir-trees dark and high;
I used to think their slender tops
Were close against the sky:
It was a childish ignorance,
But now 'tis little joy
To know I'm farther off from Heaven
Than when I was a boy.
COMMENTS
T. Spencer 21 October 2020
I remember, I remember the cell where I was kept The barred window where the sun peaked in while I slept. It never came a wink too soon, nor brought too long a day. I needed the light to dig a hole and make my get away
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sedgtht 09 September 2020
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Dr. Reuben Okorie 23 July 2020
This poem is reminiscent of childhood thinking. Our Irish Rev. Principal helped to open the world to little children in High School. It's refreshing! ! !
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Chinedu Dike 27 May 2020
Beautiful poem nicely put together. Thanks for sharing.
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Jackson 03 April 2019
This I remember is trash
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Shiva Raghwani 28 August 2018
Very nice I rememmber
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Gajanan Mishra 31 May 2018
the tree is living yet, good one
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madhabi banerjee 31 May 2018
really awesome. yes I remember all my childhood days, innocence yet it is joyful.
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Brandy Sue Davis 31 May 2018
I thought it was very very awesome. I like the part about The fir-trees dark and high.
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Perdita Young 31 May 2018
Nostalgia for the childhood years can always touch a sentimental heart... My favorite lines: I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing;
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