Memories From My ChildhoodA Poem by Liliana
* Skipping to school in new, red leather shoes on a warm spring morning - the soles make most pleasant sounds against the sidewalk.
* Sledding in winter from the hill above our house; hands frozen; running into the house and holding my hands over a warm, wood burning stove; unbelievable pain; crying.
* No electric power in our house on blackout evenings; lighted candles; stories; magical shadows on the walls.
* Pressed blue school uniform; new crochet lace collar my mother made; fist fight with my best friend; torn lace collar; face dirty from dust and tears.
* Two dolls; one old and beat up, with a hole cut in her mouth; the other new and untouched; both named Rose.
* Climbing the cherry tree in our yard with my sister; picking big, red, sweet cherries; eating some; ornamenting ourselves by making earrings, necklaces, crowns with others.
* Running very fast down the hill on a warm spring evening; two older cousins holding my hands; flying.
© 2010 Liliana
AboutI try to approach every day with grace. I have many people I love and care about. But I also live in an unpredictable and fickle world. There is not much that I can control in life except my responses.. more..