I found some papers
in an envelope
labelled ” children “
colorful memories
where letters danced,
hopped and skipped with joy
amidst little flowers, crazy birds
trees sprayed in red, green, and yellow
some drawings with little houses and ponds
stick figures that smiled from ear to ear
( really big ears at times)
and others dipped in color of love
tiny finger prints, a full hand
or feet that felt so soft and warm to touch
first splashes of crayons ,
lines, shapes , words
spidery wisps,spirals and
then a little bolder ones
drawings with labels
action figures , family and friends
animals and birds
a little train
chugging down the track
A child’s kaleidoscopic world come alive
abstract, magical, surreal
I smile fondly and remembered
when he tiptoed to the fridge
looked around and quickly
taped a new art , (watercolors dripping)
waiting to be discovered
by me
that precious moment
when I hugged and kissed his masterpiece
and his eyes twinkled
with a feeling of joyous pride
those days they never come back
but they leave their imprints
in rainbow colors fragrant with love

So true….so beautifully expressed.
very very sweet.. I feel the same when my daughter paints one of her ‘masterpieces ‘ and asks for our opinion. At that time out assurance matters so much to them. Thanks for expressing it so beautifully
wow touching poem dipped in colors .
Thanks Pratibha
Awww Tiku,
thanks for inviting me here and sharing this wid me…
it sounds like some glorious times and butiful images from the past!!! now i cant wait to get there too…XOXO to u n ur creative brats!!!
How wonderful!
Nice “train” of thought