Throwback Thursday #6

Echoes of my Childhood

Yesterday I took a walk

where the echoes of my childhood

whisper through the air-

The birds sing melodies

of songs from yesteryear,

and every tree, flower, and weed,

dance to their rhythm.

I walk through the symphonies,

and listen to the chords

of the breeze-

the drum beats of time

taking me back

to that little girl in pig tails-

Hop-scotch races and skinned knees,

laughter and skipping stones.

Sipping orange soda

from a glass bottle,

the taste still lingering on my tongue-

the memories just as sweet.

The sun illuminates my path,

a guiding light-

a reminder-

that the shadows of my past lay behind me,

And  life and time move forward.

A perfect balance-

of what was,

what is,

and what is yet to come.

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I wrote this one three years ago. I went walking through the marshlands, my old stomping grounds, with my best friend. I told her about my childhood memories tied to the place, and it inspired this poem.

Love & life lessons,

Kristian

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