The challenge today is to write a poem talking about colors and the memories attached to them.
Playtime
I run off to join my friends
The green green grass
Soft beneath my feet
Chasing butterflies on the way
I run as fast as I could
To play games and have fun
We made up games at times
Games that sometimes made no sense
But still, we would fiercely compete
In the hope of winning
When we had done playing games
It was off to climbing trees
The smell of red ripe fruits
Drawing us towards them
We climbed
Like little monkeys
Swinging from branch to branch
Seeking for the ripest of golden red apples
We would pluck as much as we could
And stash them away in our secret hiding place
After we were done with all the plucking
We ran off into the garden
Admiring the colourful roses
Pink, yellow and red
Pink, yellow and red
The admiration lasted just for a few seconds
Then we started plucking the petals one by one
Stuffing them into our mouths
The petals tasted so good
We always had someone to keep watch
Just in case my mom came
We were sure of being punished
If she caught us red handed
It was all fun and games
For my friends and me
Without a worry or care
We ruled the world
A world that was ours to enjoy
Where we mattered the most
And we made all the rules
Reliving childhood memories
In my hometown
It's so fun to relive childhood memories .. thanks for sharing yours. Bastet
ReplyDeleteGeorgia Koch, thank you.
Deletewhat a fun poem... I love the "red handed" use of color! It really stood out for me! I guess I wasnt very good at getting away with stuff!
ReplyDeleteivy walker thank you. I was very good at escaping!
ReplyDeleteImagination and fantasy is a wonderful escape for children.
ReplyDeleteCressida de Nov imagination and fantasy are the best part of childhood!
ReplyDeleteChildren today need more of these outdoors memories which you have portrayed so well!
ReplyDeleteCarol Campbell thank you. Nowadays children are into their gadgets most of the time.
DeleteYou Indeed had a blissful Childhood Dear
ReplyDeleteThe Enchantress, I was gifted with a wonderful, fun childhood.
DeleteThanks for sharing such a sweet memory, lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteMorgan Dragonwillow, thank you.
Delete