When I Was A Child

When I was a child,

I loved spending time in the wild.

I believed in ghosts,

I played card games,

I jumped ropes,

I climbed trees.

I cut weeds,

I caught worms on cotton woods,

I walked on ice of a lake,

I feared earthquakes,

I listened to radios,

I read graphic novels,

I watched movies,

I rode bikes,

I admired movie stars,

I imaged what’s on mars…

32 thoughts on “When I Was A Child

  1. That must have been a crazy imagination you had there as a child….nicely written and well constructed. I am back Ji…missed you big time. I guess I have some catching up to do. See you around. Cheers!

  2. i collected rocks
    and walked outside
    in my socks.

    ah i miss being a kid. this rememinded me of some good memories that i havent thought of in a long while. thanks Jingle. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. Iโ€™m trying to hold on to that imagination, that was the best thing about being a child ๐Ÿ™‚ Great poem Jingle, have a lovely Sunday!

  4. Thanks for the comments and responses about childhood memories,

    I have done many things, not all mentioned in the poem, recalling them is fun…
    things like juggling rocks, playing hide and seek, catching fish in flooded pond,…
    Happy Sunday to you all!

  5. well I still do loads of these things… Am still a child… am 20…
    okay okay am not a kid anymore but Its fun to have fun and thanQ Ji for the FuN rEmINDer…

  6. I love this – it evokes the carefree time of a blessed childhood and a freedom to roam the natural habitats of your home. Earthquakes – is that Japan?

  7. awww…how nostalgic! I still do many of these things even now though.. hehehe
    I am VERY SURE you do too, Ji! ๐Ÿ˜‰
    Love you for bringing back some awesome memories ๐Ÿ™‚
    Hope you had a dreamy and fun weekend!

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