the places I have been // cihldhood memories // P O E T R Y

 the places I have been

lilacs and clover 

all blooming and green 

blue skies and sunshine 

dew drops and moon beam 

green plums and salt

I'll fly away to heaven

honeysuckles and buttercups

around the house seven 

through a pathway of dirt 

with walls of corn stock 

hiding in the squash leaves 

a shiny new rock 

puppies and baby goats

catch them if you can 

new sandles that can go slap 

voices in the fan 

races up the old fir tree

who do you think 

will reach the top before the other

faster than a blink

dirt between small toes

sawdust in your eye

wood to stack and wood to cut

the kitten too shy

old Betsy from the rafters

pies from the fire

cowboys on horseback 

eggs in the old tire 

these are what make memories

so cherished deep within

these are what make me who I am 

oh the places I have been

- Felicity Estola