Simply Mindblowing is what i would say for this masterpiece.
I am sure this would taken every reader to those golden days of life & thats a priceless feeling. Anything that could bring a smile on someone's face these days is a blessing...thank you
This is truly such a captivating piece of work. It conjures up those memories of old. When things and times were much simpler. Momma used to tell us....."We didn't have TV to watch and yall need to get outside and play" Gosh those were the days, "Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, Baseball (using trees as bases) Rock Wars (yes we actually built forts and threw rocks at each other)....Can't you tell I grew up with boys.
anyways, This was such a beautiful poem provoking memories held captivated for years. The flow was great and the imagery was absolutely awesome. What better dedication than to sisters whom can share in the great memories.
Cindy my God Girl you have swept me away to the days of beauty .... the days when our imaginations swept us away on a travel for hidden fortunes or to fairy tale palaces.
I remember having an old chest I would fill up with old clothes, hats. shoes ... and pretend I was on the Mr.Dressup show ..... lmaooooooo
It would sound so funny to the youngsters of today .... but back then we made our own toys and followed our imaginations.
Our magical days of childhood
How quickly they passed us by
Wishing those times back again
When we traveled side by side
I loved this ending ... it made the dedication even more magical. Wishing to ave those times back but yet so happy that you have the beautiful memories.
you have writen a timeless piece here... Well, I hope it is timeless, I wonder whether todays children play with the same imagination as we did. In an age of computers, I fear that a lot of their creativity is made up by programmers on the screen in front of them.
In each verse you describe familiar memories from my/our childhood, so timeless for me at least, oh how I wish I could return to those endless summers spent in far off mystical lands, adventuring though jungles, fighting Zulus and crocodiles and all this before mum called us in for tea!!
I miss those innocent days. Thank you for sharing this dedication with all of us.
This brought back memories of my childhood and the imagination we used as children to be someone or something other than ourselves. How we could be happy with the things we had at hand and not something that was bought forus.