Childhood Memories

Fronting the fierce and sweltering heat,

And clouds of insects seeking blood

I made my way on blistering feet

And stepped into a faery wood.

A wonderland of hemlock trees

From rotted stumps that felt like peat

Grew upright in a cooling breeze;

The spongy earth my cushioned seat,

I the intruder welcomed here

Felt my wild heart’s beating cease,

A raindrop falling like a tear

Brought silence as it brought me peace.

Childhood memories grow dear

And every hour passing sweet.