WHEN WE WERE CHILDREN

 

 

When we were children

we'd run and play

worried about nothing

all through the day.

 

Our imaginations,

allowed to run free,

created adventures

for you and me.

 

We'd fight evil pirates

for an hour or so,

then off to be

cowboys we would go.

 

We rode on dragons

and elephants,

flying red carpets

and giant ants.

 

Then we would stop

and go have tea

with all your dolls

just you and me.

 

We invited fairies

and happy elves

but we always ate

the cookies ourselves.

 

Then it was time

to settle down

and watch that show

with Bozo the clown.

 

Then Howdy Doodie

and Buffalo Bob,

the clown Clarabell

made us laugh 'til we'd sob.

 

Then chase my dog

and your silly cat.

You just can't have

more fun than that.

 

Now we're all grown

and gone our own ways,

but I remember

those happier days.

Reviews

[Rockebah]

I can not understand how you always seem to get into the minds of little children so skillfully.
This was beautiful. It reminds me of my children though I don't think I could portray it as effectively.
I love the style of writting and the choice of words.I love the silly little shows' name; everything.
I wonderful piece of writting! I'm only sad to see it end. I give it 100%.

[Erin Phoenix]

Aw, this brought me back to mud pies and finger painting.

The inner child in us is still there.

Great poem Jerry.

[O!]

I smiled reading this. It is a happy poem about a happy time and it reminds us to let out the little girl or boy in us sometimes.

Thank you for making me smile.

x,
O!

[Crimson1]

I feel like you captured the rhythm and pace of a child's imagination perfectly here, nice work.

[Marissa Anderson]

Ver nice.

[jen]

i loved this! It brought me back to building forts with my little brother... really well done

[Cats Eye]

This piece was an amazing right, aww my younger days, when nothing ever seemed to phase us, this poem is extreamly well written, I enjoyed being able to feel like a kid again for the time it took to read this piece.

[ShadowWolf]

And here I thought I was the only one here old enough to remember those shows on the old black and white!

Those wonderful days of freedom and imagination! This was well done, Sir!

Rockebah, could it be that once upon a time we were all children and that to some those memories are so much clearer?

[Irfan Shah]

Its a nice poem. Very well written; can't really suggest any improvement because I can't find any faults :). I will however speak a little bit about something else though.

I do believe that even when we were young, our needs, wants and the social pressure was such that we were not really having as much fun we now think we used to have. I mean during each and every stage of life, our mind, our needs, our dreams, and our problems are based on the various limitations which that particular stage imposes on us. I remember envying my father for he could drive the car and I was not allow to drive it? :)

Childhood is nevertheless a beautiful age. The purity of soul and the height of imagination is great in that age. I was searching a quotations site to find a quote for a report I am compiling and found something which you may like. It was something on the lines "Elders always ask the younger ones 'what would you want to be when you grow up?' because they want to steal their ideas"

[Fantasyfairy]

How sweet. Beautiful memories of years gone by. It's really nice how you use these references to make a sweet and beautiful poem that flows so well. Always a pleasure to read your work. XX

[Jester]

Another wonderful, inspiring, emotion, and powerful poem my friend. I love the way that the words flowed effortlessly, and made is sound so real and smooth. I love the name for the show and how you included some things that almost all children imagine being and doing. I can't find a single fault with it, wonderful!