Thank you Grace.It so happened there's an OFFBEAT thread
called "WHEN I WAS A KID" ..........
recalling childhood memories..
I had written these thoughts from childhood,
some while back.. so, I gave it an airing there..
thought I might as well add it here too,
I came as close in the writing of it as
I viewed life 'at the time'
and older now, I think the age of INNOCENCE must be one of the most Godly qualities .. we know.
I asked on Offbeat, at the time for a name for the poem..
among many suggestions someone suggested I call it 'WONDER'
- WONDER -
"When I was a little child imagination running wild,
When all my dreams ran wild and free
the world was a different place to me.
Even in the baby school, I could never obey the simple rule
sitting down and being quiet,
with an eager heart and mind so bright and full of
so many new things I could see..
I thought the flowers were little friends
who tickled my nose with their funny scents
Woven in a wreath upon my hair ,
their colors matched the ribbons I'd wear..
When Mama lay me down to sleep
I watched the shadows slowly creep up close
around my bed
And .. YOU WOULDN'T BDELIEVE .. the things they said
I was a fairy queen
who ruled alone in the land of dreams
And .. at birthday time when I waved my wand
A bright star fell in a land beyond
and turned into an apple tree
with silver apples JUST for *me*.
Through the window across the sky
I was SURE I knew the reason why
the moon and stars were playing about
I thought I had it figured out -
that the moon was really a friendly old Dad..
And the stars were
> little children he had
who danced and twirled in the Heavens all night
and slept in the clouds 'til morning light.
And when the sun came out to play
I viewed her, too... in another way>
like some glittering crown a lady would wear
it's rays.. like strands of golden hair.
When Christmas time came by each year..
I SWEAR I felt a presence -
whether Santa Claus or an angel above?-
I only know,
I felt the love of a blessed spirit..
holding me tight and kissing my cheek
all through the night-
s saying I was a sweet princess
who always wore the prettiest dress
it could have been the JESUS child ...
[I often thought] by the way He smiled.
I had a wonderful Mum and Dad..
The best you'd ever meet..
they loved me well and bought me treats
like ...... coloured papered toffee sweets.
Way back then when I was a child,
For a time, I had an Angel's mind
I saw the world in a wondrous way..
All children should have such happy memories....
your poem is quite beautiful..as always.