I REMEMBER…
A time children sledded down a hill,
when I brought my red second-hand sled;
the children playing on the glassy frozen pond
where they squealed in abandoned delight.
I REMEMBER…
The snow soundproofed their screams,
hearing snowplows sweep the streets.
Soundless snowflakes settling so softly,
the snowflakes on my tongue and face.
I REMEMBER…
The smokey cold smell of a fireplace lit,
the evergreen trees perfuming the scene.
The cold breeze painted my cheeks red,
the whispering wind going down the slope.
I REMEMBER…
Up and down and up and down I trudged,
wonderful childhood days of a winter escape.
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Author:
rrodriguez (
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- Comment from author about the poem: As I looked out the window today, I saw the snow slowly falling. It covered everything with the beautiful sparkling white blanket. I thought of a time in Bridgeport, Connecticut when I was a child playing in the snow and sledding down a hill. It was a wonderful time. I didn't have any electronic devices, just my childish exuberance. It was a wonderful time that lives in my memory.
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Comments5
Memories portrayed so vividly and splendid! Lovely poem! I appreciate this description of your childhood! 💖
Thank you, Rocky. Yesterday it snowed profusely in Detroit, MI. This brought those childhood memories. Thank you for reading my poem and commenting.
rrodriguez,
Ah, yes…beautiful memories of childhood where everything was much simpler. I enjoyed the read. It brought about some great memories of my own.
Thank you for sharing.
Laura 🌻
Laura, thank you for commenting on my poem. I'm happy that those winter childhood memories brought back memories of your own.
I enjoyed reading your childhood memories. Thank you for sharing. It got me remembering my own childhood memories, without the snow.
Rozina, thank you for your comment. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Your words encourage me.
Your poem comes to life with such wonderful visual imagery. As I read I'm back in childhood, a snow day from school, sledding down a hill just as you describe. I love the picture that you chose to accompany it, especially the pink coated child making a snow angel. It's all perfect!
Bella, how wonderful it was to enjoy those snowy days. It looks like we had similar childhood memories. Thank you for reading my poem and commenting.
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