Nostalgia (poem) by Shedding Light on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on August 22, 2008

Harold,

Such a poem of innocence and hope. Absolutely beautiful.

Mary

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on July 27, 2008

YOu say it LOUD and You say it PROUD!
So true, your words speak!
Children, WE are their role models - We must show them
the way to a better world...
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Lady Sheexooo

STay Positive!ALWAYS!

Reviewed by Dawn Anderson

Reviewed on May 26, 2008

Such an excellent message in this!

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on April 29, 2008

Beautiful pen. If we could just love like children, there's be no sin or crime....

Reviewed by Tavia McDowell (Reader)

Reviewed on March 14, 2008

Hello Harold, and thank you for stopping by. Your words here are a delightful read. Thanks for sharing.
God bless.

Tavia

Reviewed by Lavendar Jazz

Reviewed on March 7, 2008

Beautiful look at youthful behavior... a very nice poem indeed.

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on March 6, 2008

Sometimes looking back into the looking glass can be a good thing, filled with many memories of what once was....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on March 6, 2008

Great writing dear man,stay safe and well..Hugsss

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on March 6, 2008

...well you have captured...the innocence of youth...and wisely remembered the clockwise reversal...of a simpler past.
very well done Harold...
John

Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)

Reviewed on March 5, 2008

You've assembled a provocative if occasionally cute collection of images of innocence and conceptually nostalgic nuances from the land of yore lore designed to stimulate a take me back to yesteryear's sentiment that is perhaps too idyllic to realize. As quaint as it is, I can't help but question the veracity of the idealism. To quote Joni Mitchell "we can only look behind from where we came, and go round and round and round in the circle game..." I prefer to look ahead with eccentricity at the concentrically spinning wheel as it gathers momentum. But reveries like this one make a nice momentary respite from the irregularities of daily life. Thanks for the memories....

Reviewed by Suzie Palmer

Reviewed on March 5, 2008

Oh, the beauty of hindsight!!
It's so true children only know 'what they're taught'...
And, then they unlearn ... to learn truly...
Noble creatures we can eventually be.
Thank you for sharing Harold... Great piece and thoughts!
Welcome to authorsden!!
Suzie :-D