I feel a longing reading this, as if it were my own youth which I only briefly had (outdoors) thanks to kidney disease. You express feeling and memories lost to so many more jaded poets. Thanks I'll be reading, but if I'm gonna get any work done today...
This brought back so many fond memories, dear friend. I wished then that summer would never end because I was rarely ever ready for school year to begin. Excellent work.
Ah, and what great summers we had in our youth! From youthful innocence, imagination and games to excitement, mystery, mischief and romance. The days of our youth seemed to have passed all to quickly, but they gave us wonderful memories to cherish. Your poem has brought back many memories and fun times that seem to have been a life time ago in one sense..and only days ago in another. Well written, one that most everyone can relate to. Enjoyed! Glad I stopped by.
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Thanks!!
Love Tinky
Excellent poem!
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