LOVE THE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD

LOVE THE CHILDREN OF THE WORLD

I was thinking of days gone by

When little boys climbed trees,

Tore their pants, filled their pockets,

And often skinned their knees.

How they were the Kings in castles

With dragons to chase and slay,

And how they’d fish in ponds

And collect frogs every day.

A rope swing over the river

When days were long and warm,

Coming home for dinner,

To a place that was safe and warm,

Little girls in dress up clothes

With flowers in their hair,

Discussing their dolls and problems,

And rocking their “babies” with care.

Fairy Queens and Princesses

With fairy wings and wands,

Looking at their reflections

In cool still garden ponds.

Making perfume from rose petals,

And baking lots of mud pies,

Coming home at end of day

With the light of sleep in their eyes.

The world has changed for everyone

And parents find it hard

To let their children play outside

In the safety of their back yard.

Love the children of the world

Encourage them to grow,

To live and learn in safety

To be the best we know.

Store away the memories

Of childhood trust and love,

Keep them close in heart and thought

And bless them with your love.

© Linda J. Vaughan

SUMMER DAYS AT PEACE

SUMMER DAYS AT PEACE

A letter tells me of your dreams

Of long summer days ahead ~ 

"It's going to be a wonderful summer,'

At least that's what the letter said.

An oak tree for shelter and shade

From the damaging heat of the sun,

"My special place" you call it ~ 

Reward for a battle won.

I see you now in mottled shadow

In the warmth of summer days,

Your glasses and your book on the table

Taking time to read and to laze.

In my mind I picture your rattan chair

With comfortable pillows galore ~ 

Iced tea right there beside you

You could not ask for more.

I sense in you a comfort and ease

A longing for days of peace,

Sunset walks beside the ocean

And joys that never cease.

I see your summer hat on the table

And the dog asleep at your side,

I feel the gentle summer breeze

And I hear the ocean tide.

Oh to walk beside you at the end of day

To share just how you feel,

To sit and read together

To share conversation real.

I see you now in summer days,

Sitting in your special place,

I see the easing of the tension

And the lines gone from your face.

If I close my eyes up really tight

And allow my thoughts to roam,

I can see me sitting beside you

In this place that you call "home".

If I had the wings of an angel

I would be right there at your side

We would spend a special summer 

Sharing joy we could not hide.

I don't have the wings of an angel

So in thought I travel to you

And spend time in your specal place

Just like good friends should do.

Often in my mind I'll visit you

And spend hours reading too,

We'll share a sweet companionship

And friendship ever true.

© Linda J. Vaughan

April 24th. 2012

AUTUMN IN ADELAIDE

AUTUMN

Autumn brings with her

An end to summer days,

A lengthening of the shadows ~

A misty morning haze.

Cooler evenings – falling leaves

And chill is in the air.

Stop and look around you

At colour changing everywhere.

The mornings are much darker

And days are shorter too.

Autumn blows her cooler breath

And kisses the ground with dew.

She spreads her golden carpet

Of leaves of red and gold.

Trees are stark in their nakedness ~

She really is quite bold.

It is a time of reflection for me

Of beauty rich and rare.

A very special and precious time

When autumn in is in the air.

© Linda J. Vaughan

TODAY

TODAY

Today is picture perfect

The sky is a gentle blue

Just the special type of day

To spend some hours with you.

Let's sit beside the river

And watch the ripples as they flow

Onward and forward they travel

To where we cannot know.

Let's find some shade from the sun

And feel the gentle breeze,

Treasured memories are gathered

On Autumn days like these.

Let's whisper deepest secret thoughts

Discussion without fears,

Let's laugh and talk and ponder

Let's wipe away the tears.

Autumn leaves we can gather

And release them on the flow

Just like our innermost thoughts

Who knows where they will go.

Will they bounce up the crest

Or be taken down below

Will our shared thoughts be deep ~

Only we can ever know.

Let's drag sticks through the water

And find some leafy glade,

A special time of friendship

We'll be glad that we have stayed.

We will remember the sunshine

The shade and the trees,

We will remember today

And the making of memories.

So when the shadows lengthen

And there is a coolness in the air,

The pain of ending this rendezvous

Will be much too much to bear.

But as days go hastening on

And the seasons change once more,

We can always revisit this day

By stepping through memory's door.

©  Linda J. Vaughan

March 7th. 2012

Written with love for someone very special.