Memories of Childhood Bliss

Childhood Bliss

In this world of ours,

often in the dark hours –

thoughts run rampant through our minds.

we sigh and close our eyes,

to remember where we left bliss behind –

where there was more laughter than tears.

I see sun and smell the scent of pine,

wafting in the hot summer sun.

scenes from my childhood days,

when living was easy,

and dreams were simple.

The bliss a child feels,

running free and wild,

in the summers spent under the Catskill pines.

Deep, deep down I rummage,

in my memory cupboard,

my heart joyfully leaping,

with the next image,

knowing the joy of being truly loved –

country walks and quiet talks.

Dad and I at two,

who knew he’d be so tall,

that summer we had it all,

raft rides, ice cream cones and more.

Pictures racing through my mind,

of mom and friends now long gone,

but never far,

just there beyond reach among the stars –

of things that were once so fine.

When the time came to put childhood behind,

teen and adulthood struggles began.

I soon discovered a new found bliss,

which I’ll never have to miss,

because it will always be with me,

that wonderful joy –

of finding the Lord.

Knowing that through the rest of my life,

in happiness and sorrow,

He’ll be walking by my side,

as suns rise and suns set,

all of my days till the end of time,

I’ll have some bliss each day –

because the Lord is mine.

Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. Presently I live in the suburbs of Riga, Latvia with my wonderful adopted cat Sid.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. Presently I live in the suburbs of Riga, Latvia with my wonderful adopted cat Sid.

8 thoughts on “Memories of Childhood Bliss

  • March 5, 2017 at 9:50 AM
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    Rasma, this is such a lovely poem. I always enjoy reading about your childhood that was filled with love. I am so happy for you that you still have wonderful bliss in your life.

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  • March 5, 2017 at 8:58 PM
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    Nicely rendered Rasma, and childhood days are so uncomplicated and ever remain with us. great work.

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    • March 6, 2017 at 8:26 AM
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      Thank you Tony. Keeping the child at heart is one thing but ah, if only things could also stay so uncomplicated…..

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  • March 6, 2017 at 6:17 PM
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    Don’t you wish sometimes Rasma we could step back in time and re-live those days with what we now know?…..

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  • March 10, 2017 at 4:20 AM
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    I wish i could go back to my childhood days. Mom and dad taking care of everything learning how to play basketball, fishing, crabbing, swimming. There were so many fun days to look forward to. I did enjoy, at the close of this piece your accepting of the Lord once more into your heart. Nicely done Rasma.~Paul

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    • March 11, 2017 at 2:39 AM
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      Thank you Paul. There are times I really wish that things could once again be that simple and when they get very hard my faith really does help me through.

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