When Time Stood Still
I wonder – if other folks see the expanse of time as I see it. When I was just a youngster, it seemed at times in my life that the tic-toc of the clock would slowly come to a stop and that I lived in a moment forever. It was truly magical.
“When Time Stood Still”
I remember when I was young – when time stood still,
My childhood dreams were simple and easy to fulfill.
It was always the dawn of a new day that gave me wondrous insight,
All that was nature and wildlife that was before I – was more than a delight.
I didn’t have a watch or cared to count the minutes, hours, or days-
Fishing, fireflies, sparkling creeks, was nature’s way to amaze.
Those young days that were absent of time – happy I was in my youth,
When the summer sun rose, and orange sunsets were the absolute truth.
Youthful days on the bank of Bear Creek is where my time would stop,
Wading in crystal clear water with cattails as the wilderness backdrop.
Waking at dawn – when the midsummer sun rose in the sky ablaze,
Sleeping outdoors – bathing in the starlight and the forever moon rays.
Life on Bear Creek I thought in my innocence would last forever,
I was flawed about that, of course, but the lifelong memories linger however.
Sometimes I ask myself about those fledgling days of my wonder years,
How all the timepieces would all grind to a halt – stopping their inner gears?
The answer was so very plain and simple – growing older I now know,
Time would halt and stand still, because childhood is a magical show.
I remember when I was young – when time stood still,
My childhood dreams were simple and easy to fulfill.
By Kurt James
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The magical, beautiful days of childhood stay with us in treasured memories. This is such a lovely verse, Kurt. Great work, I love it.
Thanks Phyllis… if we only knew way back when – what we know now!
It is magical and I have similar memories in nature and connecting with life itself. Unfortunately when we grow up we seem to lose that magic. But I still love to be in the natural world, my true escape from petty concerns. Nice work Kurt.
Thank you Tony – one of the problems of growing up is that at that time in our youth we do not understand the magic of it. We never see it until our youth is gone.
Wow – it’s like I was watching my own youth from the window of a time machine – great stirring of those great memories
Glad I was able to bring forth some memories for you Ralph…