I remember me being a small thing
When I was young oh so many years ago
All was big in my world, dad, mum and brother
First of all things suited me fine back then
Cuddled, fed, cooed and wet my diapers
Not knowing that there were lots more capers
Like crawling on the floor getting grubby
And as a wee child wetting my nappy!
These small things pass as indeed did I
Once I criedfo r milk and change of nappy
Now was brother who made me unhappy
Who saw me as one who stole his mum
So he teased me when she was out of sight
Getting me tro climb on the furniture
Once leaving me on top of the table
As getting down, I just was not able!
Lucky being small lasted a short time
At five I had to go to the junior school
But at playtimes we could all play the fool
Running, jumping just to unwind outside
Seeing the girls skip was no disgrace
And so being small was not half bad
Learning things inside and outside as well
So now then I could my story as well
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"As getting down, I just was not able!" Being freed from this disability was just as great as is the teen having a car of his own.
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Luv your adventures of growing out of being a little one😊, left on the table that's scary
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Much❤love
Ah what a nice travel back in time. It takes me back as well Loved going to school and having fun I used to be the class clown
ReplyDeleteLockdown is a good time to reminisce, childhood was a safe, innocent time, and feels like a big hug during the corona virus scare. I love the freedom that bursts out of the final stanza, Robin.
ReplyDeleteA lovely recollection, Robin!💘 I resonate with; "Who saw me as one who stole his mum/So he teased me when she was out of sight."
ReplyDeleteA celebration of the ups and downs of being small once upon a time!
ReplyDeleteOlder brothers can be tiresome! Sounds like junior school was a fun time.
ReplyDeleteFascinating what we recall about being small/young. My sisters who are younger remember being terrified of 'catching' polio in the 50s and I have no recollection. Love your post!
ReplyDeleteI don't have siblings so I especially enjoyed your memories of being small and having an older brother.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully evoked; I was right there with you for a bit.
ReplyDeleteI like your pocket full of memories. Gentle, happy memories!
ReplyDeleteI was the runt of the family, so I can relate and appreciate your sentiment here.
ReplyDeleteThis reminded me of all the small joys I had as a child. Strawberry milk warmed up to just the perfect temperature was the best thing ever to 5 year old me.
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