As I Watched From My Window
As I watched from my window
I saw an old oak tree that
Offers shelter from the falling spring rain;
I saw the puddles left behind,
While children splaced with childhood glee;
Shh, listen to the sound of laughter as they play,
They’re building memories that will never fade away
It’s the beauty of rainbows arching
over oceans and seas;
The crescendo of the tides and swells
offering up their bounty;
Waves crashing along the coast,
then peace; the heron sings;
Children gathering purple flowers from beach peas,
Giggling as they build sand castles,
Lying on their backs making angle wings;
Shh, listen to the sound of laughter as they play,
They’re building memories that will never fade away,
In the fields of dreams I lie on my back
Painting pictures on canvasses
in my mind of indigo and red,
The sun is ablaze in the azure blue sky
Beautiful flowers braded
into a crown for my head;
Shh, listen to the sound of laughter as I play
I’ve built a memory that will never fade away,
Childhood slips away in the blink of the eye;
Memories are put to bed;
Today I observe my own children
and grandchildren entertaining
Where I once frolicked those many years ago;
Warm childhood memories stored on a shelf
For special occasions such as this;
I close my eyes, take a deep breath,
and become a child once again.
Shh, listen to the sound of laughter as I play;
I built memories that would never fade away.
© Janice Bumbalough Marler
Poem revised July 19. 2006
poetrybyjan@aol.com
By dolores39
© 2008 dolores39
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