IN THE WELL OF CHILDHOOD

There's a child within every one of us. And I reckon it does us well to remember how we once were from time to time.

We hear ourselves when we were child,

With crystal clarity we hear,

Belle tinkles of our childhood wealth,

Our voice, our laugh, our all-we-are,

As delve we deep into this well,

To find ourselves refresh'ed new.

Sweet child within: know you I well!

For I am your remembrancer,

Big eyes for you! Muchchuckle child.

That smile of yours! It makes me up,

Giddy-up-giddy-up-giddy-kiss.

Carefree you are! the best of me.

I love you so, me gorgeous thing,

My child within, my purest wealth,

Me well of wisdom, love and health.  

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

You've written in such a gentle sing-song manner here, more traditional than the mod-rap style that -seems to infiltrate so many poems these days. Could be wrong but the wording fits with a child's way of speaking or how an adult would talk to or of a child: ' That smile of yours! It makes me up, - Giddy-up-giddy-up-giddy-kiss.' A delightful piece of writing.. more please.

[Ladysue]

Love the title as is a great reminder to be more in touch with our playfulness and joy (the child within) that gets lost as we get older and bogged down with this and that in life. Love this poem and especially the last line. Great write and reminder. Good too see and read you again.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Children truly bring out the best in us all. It sounds to me your joys are immeasurable. You'll forever be a part of them, as they will be of you.

[Robert Haigh]

A warmly written poetic piece. We should all try to keep our inner child alive. Memories are precious, and the innocence of childhood is precious also. An enjoyable read!

[Lisasview]

First read of yours and I like the concept.
I must agree with Fabian...
I was a bit confused but I thought perhaps it ws a choice of diction.. I am American... but the singular/plural was the cause for my confusion..I have a feeling you meant children...
Just went through some more of your reviews and I see some are from 2 years ago...Did you ever change the poem?
Lisa, now in Spain

[R J Askew]

Hi Lisa, Thanks for reading. No, I never changed the verse. The progression was from the general to the specific and personal as the thought evolved, from head to heart if you will. The mash up may arise from the twisted used of 'child' singular in the first line. I was just having a bit of fun with the werd, pretending to be a kid again. Brgds, Ron

[Lisasview]

Oh Okay... I was just wondering...
Lisa, now in Spain

[Fabian G. Franklin]

The first line struck me as off because of the singular/plural confusion in the syntax. I think it should be "children" instead of "child" since it refers to "we". The "me" at the end, however, I disregarded as a choice of diction indicating perhaps a Scots/Irish usage. But the entirety was sweet in its recognition of innocence and joy. Those are qualities that I greatly appreciate and admire along with tenderness and kindness. Thank you for sharing your words. F.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Wow! This has some deep imagery! Well written!

[KAREN]

An awesome poem of remembrance!

[CLR9]

This is cringe as hell. Thank you, but I hate it. You're fired.

[R J Askew]

Yeah, I agree. I never wanted the job anyway/

[pal]

Remembrance of childhood. A well written poem.
Pal