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CAPTURE THE SUN*
© 2001 --- 2008

The soft winds of time make me realize what life has held.
I remember the days when my childhood was free...
To be up in my treehouse with filtering sun kissing my cheeks---
This was a place of fantasy in which I longingly dwelled.
Then I go back in memory of days so long ago,
where the butterflies flitted before my eyes
and stopped to drink a flower's nectar.
Yes, nature at its finest...
creatures innocent and untroubled as I.
Memories of days long ago.

I capture it now with the retention of how things were.
Back then the world was at peace and joy was for the asking.
A childhood of precious memories
and happiness was all-surrounding....
The world was green and blue without terrorists' masking.
Have you ever, now that you're grown, sit down and ponder
Of the days in your past and dream----wonder?
Wonder why you can't return to that once ignorance and bliss
Memories of days long ago?

Stretch your neck and gulp the liquid blue sky.
Hold out your arms and enfold the billowy clouds.
Become intoxicated with the warmth of the sun.
Take a chance of your childhood, innocent
Memories of days long ago.

The teenage years were quite a bit different.
I marched into life in a whirl.
Friends came and went...
Life was fun and games but still,
situations grew more tough and decisions were upon my shoulders.
Yet, learn I did; by my mistakes and behold
I turned each day into a classroom, turned o'er boulders
that were events of a lifestyle. But, where did I go---
No longer innocent but still untroubled.
Afterall, I yet remained only a girl.

Days, years passed without much ado.
Adulthood struck me as a challenge,
not merely growing but learning.
The world was becoming mean and hateful.
What happened, I say
to all the wonders around me?

- - - -

I birth my own offspring and teach and guide.
The world keeps turning.
Days become nights.
Nights become weeks, and
weeks become years. I venture each day
with a heart-filled sadness that one time soon
The world will be harmless and all'll find gladness.
You can't run, you can't buy time....
You can't crawl under the rug and hide!

Stretch your neck and gulp the liquid blue sky.
Hold out your arms and enfold the billowy clouds.
Become intoxicated with the warmth of the sun.
Breathe in the fragrance of a rose!
Capture in your heart the color of a spring flower.
Take a chance of
Memories of days long ago.

Stretch your neck and gulp the liquid blue sky.
Chase the rainbow with colors in rows!
Become intoxicated with the warmth of the sun.
Walk along the shores of your life---
Pick up that shell, feel the beauty within!
Hold, in your heart, the color of prose.
Watch your children grow while you nurture.
Reach for the stars, and capture that wind!
Life is precious, and withheld in memory---
Most of all, recall YOUR house in the tree!!
Take a chance of
Memories of days long ago.
.....of memories from long ago.

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* Capture the Sun won 2nd place after publishing it...