Beneath A Bright Blue Sky

Remembering a long ago

Time that has silently crept by

Of playing on high boulders

Beneath a bright blue sky.

As I close my teary eyes,

My imagination takes me back

I'm standing on a high boulder

Showing off my new backpack.

I can hear my friends laughter

Believing for a moment it was real

I open my eyes to reality to

Disappointment I can't conceal.

Even though my childhood is gone

To it's memory I will always cling

When I'm lonely inside my heart so

Much peace that memory will bring.

Ralph L. Clark © 1999