The wonder of a child’s stare,
As once we climbed a tree on dare.
The humming, buzzing bee,
Ourselves did marvel at flurry-wings see.
Sharp green apples snatched,
High branches, contentment wrapped.
Unleashed from class,
Homeward dash.
Friends to play,
Blazing trails to stray.
Holiday fun-arranged,
Presents-exchanged.
Growing, planning, hoping, for my sake,
Dreaming awake.
Passion driven,
Conscience striven.
A world of
Could be…
Should be…
Remember,
Youth’s promise,
When old-age,
Experience,
Pain and loss,
Strew life behind,
Remember,
And climb.
Photo https://pixabay.com/photos/tree-gnarled-log-old-tribe-4854106/
A. K. Frailey
As a teacher with a degree in Elementary Education who has taught in big cities and small towns, Ann Frailey homeschooled all of her children. She manages her rural homestead with her kids and their numerous critters, authors books, and writes a Friday blog alternating between short stories and her My Road Goes Ever On series. Put Your Mind in a Better Place—Entertainment for Life
Thank you for sharing! This is so thoughtful.
Glad you enjoyed it:)
Blessings, Peggy.