I can see it in the distance
sitting so humble therean old childhood home
with springtime in the air
Children are laughing and playing
over the hills they roam
enjoying those simple pleasures
the best they've ever known
Oh it must be laundry day
the clotheslines are hanging full
quilts are blowing in the wind
there's sure to be an armful
The gardens have been plowed
there's potatoes in every row
soon everyone will gather
and each will have a hoe
The bounty will be plentiful
like that little, green onion bed
my goodness those onions are good
with a big piece of cornbread
Those chickens sure are happy
I bet there's nests everywhere
there'll be so many little ones
the hens will flog for sure
That old barn looks inviting
in that hayloft I'd love to play
while the cow's in the pasture
this pretty springtime day
I can see those old grapevines
they're still hanging over the creek
it'll soon be the first of May
time to go barefoot at the retreat
Maybe it'll help with the chiggers
come blackberry picking time
of course there'll always be plenty
and scratching if so inclined
It'll soon be time for supper
I can smell it in the air
cooked on that old wood stove
the best eating anywhere
There's so many things to enjoy
I could never get my fill
my heart's already home
like that old, rusted wagon wheel
The cherry trees are blooming
dogwoods are white as snow
oh what a blessing
to go back where I did grow
© Susie Swanson, 2016
Oh how wonderful. SO many great memories! I always sit back and think when we are driving in the country and come upon a big patch of Daffodils in bloom.. The old home is gone --but I'm sure lots of memories were made in that home and area at one time.
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Betsy
You paint such a pretty, peaceful picture with your words, Susie. So lovely. I hope you have a Happy Easter!
ReplyDeleteSusie, this just has to be one of your best poems!! Painted word pictures ~ I can see it all, and much was like I remember my home on the farm as a child. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteSusie, what a beautiful poem. It brings back many wonderful memories of my childhood. You've captured the good old days so well in this heart-warming poem.
ReplyDeleteYour poem does take me back Susie. I remember mommy hanging laundry on the line and wishing she had an electric dryer. LOL. But things did smell wonderful dried on the lines. Barefoot...oh my gosh, I cringe when I see my grands go without shoes...LOL Bless you, wishing you a beautiful Easter filled with joy and love. xoxo,Susie
ReplyDeleteSusie, I loved your poem today. And I especially liked the part about the cherry trees, as CHERRIES are my favorite fruit! You had such a wonderful childhood.....I did too. :)
ReplyDeleteHappy Easter to you, dear friend.
love, ~Sheri