PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Once a place, where laughter rings;

Between playmates who dance and sing;

Their voices sweet; they’re full of life;

Cute angels sent from heaven above.



Once a court, where princesses reign;

Uncrowned, bejewelled with dimpled chins;

When dreamtime bids, they’re sweet cherubs in the crib.

They’re my joy, my source of motherly pride.



Once a playground, where fantasy plays;

They catch rainbows in their mines of dreams.

Books and friends; toys and games;

They tell stories and acting out names.



Once a clinic, where nurses serve;

Looking after patients, they pretend to share,

Lots of tender loving care they give,

Hugs and kisses on duty cheers.



Once a school, where children learn;

To read, write, count, and listen.

They teach each other with fun and joy,

Learning is experience that they enjoy.



Once a garden, where insects swarm;

Pretty flowers they adore and charm,

The nature lays green carpet on the ground,

Shrubs and trees fence us all around.



Once a church, where worship held;

Songs of praise they gaily sing.

Kindred spirit nurtured well,

They grow in light and grace.





This home is now an empty nest.

No more shadows lurking in the sun.

Void of nuisance, and spirit of fun

Of loved ones once, I shared for many years.



Copyright@greenmeadow 2007

30 October 2007 QH NSW Australia