So many years have come and gone.
Fond mem'ries often cross my mind.
To my childhood days I am drawn,
to the innocence I left behind.
*`*
Those August days I still recall,
that time of year I so loved best.
As a kid those times did enthrall.
Those games of 'pretend' I'd address.
*`*
Was nothing I could not achieve.
Oh so much joy that time did bring
For in my world of make believe,
there I could be most anything.
*`*
I wish could go back to then.
Relive those good times that I had.
To those August days once again.
When I was just a little lad~
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Author:
Thad Wilk (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 11th, 2024 11:15
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Comments4
Nice work, Thad. I often recall childhood memories too.
What if 'make believe" has more power than we realize? Just sayin!
Howdy my friend! 🤠
Thanks for your
visit I always
appreciate your
support!! 👍
Y'all have a great day!!
Best regards, peace.
Thad
Good words Thad of times passed when we played with friends in complete innocence.
Andy
Howdy my friend!! 🍵
Happy you enjoyed it!!
Great hearing from
you today!! 👍
Best regards, peace ✌️
Thad
Beautuful nostalgic stanzas. Really love this poem for the warm memories it brought back to me. Oh to be a child again. Adorable posted image Thad. Well done.
Hii Cassie!! 🐦
Thank you so much!
Happy you enjoyed
this little poem!! 👋
Nice hearing from ya!! 🌹
Best wishes!! Thad
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