Our TV set was black and white
And on its spindly legs it stood;
More deep than wide with dials that clicked,
All curved glass screen and grain of wood.
Published: April 9, 2020
20 Poems About Reminiscing On Childhood
Growing up is inevitable. No matter how much we want to hold onto our childhood, life is going to move forward. At some point, our childhood becomes something we look back on instead of something we’re currently experiencing. Each generation’s childhood is marked with different characteristics. No matter how old you are, it seems that every generation believes life was slower and sometimes better than daily life today. This is a collection of poems about those simpler times. The poems are filled with sentimental longing for the days gone by. What fond memories do you have from your childhood? For a moment, take a stroll down memory lane and reminisce about the good old days. They might be just a memory now, but what a beautiful memory they are. They are a reminder of glorious days, the days that made you who you are today.
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Childhood Memories Of Watching Television
Our TV set was black and whiteFeatured Shared Story
Hi Raelene. Thanks so much for taking the time to comment on my poems. I really appreciate the kind feedback.
Kind regards, Cynthia
Childhood Memories Of Summer
in Summer Poems
We spent those stifling endless summer afternoons
on hot front porches, cutting paper dolls from Sears
catalogs, making up our own ideal families
complete with large appliancesFeatured Shared Story
This one brought me back, way back. I lived that kind of life, and I look back on it fondly. Time seemed to move so slowly back then. We were rushing to grow up. Little did any of us know...
Wishing To Be A Child Again
in Change Poems
Take me back to those simpler times
When all I sang were nursery rhymes,
When stealing chocolates was my only crime,
When sleep used to come early, at nine,Featured Shared Story
This poem is very relatable. I remember always wanting to act like an adult and dressing up like one. Looking back, I should have enjoyed being a kid for as long as I could. Let this remind...
Memories Of Childhood
of days so long in the past
when I wished I would grow up so fast.
Featured Shared Story
The childhood of a person might be a mixture of both pleasant and unpleasant memories. Mine is dominated by unpleasant memories, but I love to read and listen to the pleasant experiences of...
I am from morning dew cold against small bare feet
and birds chirping a beautiful song
From nature that sounds like the most beautiful orchestra
I've ever heard, opening my tired eyes to the world.Featured Shared Story
Today's poem that uses the "I am from..." line is an instruction I was given for an essay in a retirement center's writing class a while ago. I wonder if that's what prompted Patterson to use...
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