Childhood Memories

How I long for the halcyon days of my youth
I was well-behaved and never uncooth

Summers were the best; my sisters and I were reborn
We had snow cones, rope licorice, and popcorn

During winter the world became a magical place
After playing outside in the snow, I had a rosy face

We built snowmen, snow angels, and rode sleds
Exhausted, we soon went to sleep in our beds

Spring was a time of renewal and life, I said
We celebrated Easter, Christ rose from the dead

In autumn we jumped in piles of leaves and ate pumpkin pie
I loved walking in the cold rain and an overcast sky

My youth has departed, but I still have the memories
I cherish them, and I long to visit different seas

by Zachary Uram
(C) 2026

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