The Magic Of Childhood

Looking through the eyes of a child
at a night sky full of stars
thinking then they were angels eyes
watching me from afar
The puffy white clouds were cotton
there were angels playing in them
everything was magical
the light was never dim
The rain was the angels crying
because of course they were sad
and as a child I wondered
if it was because I was bad
The thunder roared and I'd yell strike
God likes to bowl you know
I had it pictured in my mind
pins falling once the ball was rolled
Lightening bugs were fairies
playing in the fields
Id catch them and put them into jars
careful that none were killed
A corn field became a forest
full of magical beasts
the wagon in the barn was were
we gathered for the imaginary feast
The dog was my trusted steed
on which my knight would ride
a stick found upon the ground
was the sword worn on my side
Momma would call me in
to the castle I did run
the bathtub then became a swamp
the bar of soap my gun
Off to bed now it is late
and tomorrow is a new day
if only I remembered now
the magic to be found in play...

[edit on 25-6-2009 by Greenize]

Well written with beautifully magical imagery.
I applaud your courage in posting poems on a message board related to conspiracies and government cover-ups
Take care and don't let your inspiration slip away!

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Thank you! There are many more poems on this site and many many great poets and story tellers, and if gives us a break in between the neat threads on ATS. Gotta love this place!!! Thanks again!

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I second kissy princess. This was a wonderful piece and the words were quite descriptive. I often think along the same lines with work and how serious life gets. If only I had the imagination I had as a child. Some of us need to re-learn how to play and have fun as children do. I know I do anyway.

Very provocative and thought provoking!!!!

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Thank you! I took a few days off of work and am working hard at remembering what its like to play and I have to tell you, minus the hangover, its been a blast!

God liked to go bowling over my house too...
I absolutely love your poems.

I loved this poem.
What else can I say?

Very touching.

Thank you all for the wonderful comments! I appreciate you taking the time to read my poetry!!!

I always enjoy your stories!! Like a breath of fresh air!!

sometimes a needed diversion, from the everyday stresses.

Thankyou for your great efforts!! star&flag....keep up the good work