by Nigel Debonnaire
You're getting five stars from me whether you want them or not. Its amazing how much flavor reality posessed when we were young.
I love this poem and mentioned it in the poem recommendations.
The view from our two perspectives is crystal clear. At my grandma's house it was a lilac tree.
The exuberance and security of childhood replaced with the longings and doubts that replace them. Beautifully crafted.
Write on!