Looking towards the sun shining brightly through my mind, <br />watching it's rays spread evenly across the land. <br />Burning brighter as it rises higher in the sky. <br />Titillating memories of childhood, playing in the yard, <br />catching shadows and rearranging their appearances as we <br />bent in half, twisted around, tried innovative poses, - <br />laughing all the while, having fun. <br />Sun bringing with it in the morning, a childhood of fun, <br />and yet, as we remember, the sorrow of age filters through <br />somehow.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/childhood-135/
