Down Memory Lane

Hello Universe 271

Since my father is visiting me these days, I’ve been thinking about my childhood days a lot. Thus, today’s poem is a walk down memory lane.

Alright, poem starts in 3… 2… 1!

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I sit and think of all the ways 
that time went by in childhood days.
The world was full of pure delight
in simple ways from dawn to night.

Those plastic pens with clicky tops,
I'd launch them high in daring hops.
The sidewalks were my balance beams,
I teetered on their edge with dreams.

Hopping on one leg, a race,
or kicking stones at steady pace.
Reaching home, for snacks so sweet,
Mom saying, "Wash your hands and feet!"

Then heading back outside to play,
before the night replaced the day.
Jumping down the last few stairs,
a feat that I no longer dare.

Back at school, were yet more games.
Tic tac toe and movie names.
Squash against an open wall,
all we needed was a ball.

Catapults from rubber bands,
launching dreams from tiny hands.
No screens or tech, just pure delight,
in simple things, from day to night.

Those childhood days, were oh so sweet,
in my heart they've a special seat.
They taught me well to cherish this:
in simplest joys lies purest bliss.

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That’s it! Thanks for reading edition 271 of Hello Universe. Do you have any memories of your childhood that today’s poem reminded you of?

On the way out, here is a show that makes my father laugh a lot:

That’s it for this week, see you next Tuesday!