Imagine

Imagine of childhood days

As you approach

This creative scene.

Able to clamber

How fast to leap

Memories flood back

Image the scene.

Wood shavings

Protect the young

Safety is the strategy

No liable case

It would seem.

 

Thoughts of attempting

The clamber of delight

If only the joints of youth

Would come flooding back.

Alas view from a distance

Safety is my aim

Bruising is easy

As I stumble

Frequently.

As I walk away

Childhood memories

Bring a smile

Far better to be sensible

Otherwise how else

Could I describe

If I lay in a hospital bed.

And in pain.

By

Poet of the Isles - 2009