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My Garden of Dreams

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LindsayP
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              My Garden of Dreams.

I dream again of a sunlit sky in the days when I was small,
Of when I played with my little dog whod always answer to my call,
Of unhappily going off to school that day when I was a child of five
But happy when I got back home and realize that Id survive.

Things were tough away back then in my early childhood years
But we were brought up on a farm and food was never in arrears,
My mother was talented cook and supplied us all with tasty meals,
Perhaps not fully appreciated then, as memory now reveals.

And rabbits played a very large part in putting meat upon the table,
Mutton too in a tasty stew made our meat diet somewhat stable,
We generally kept a pig or two so wed have pork and bacon
And from twenty or thirty chooks the eggs were there for takin.

Money was so very tight back in those early youthful years
And although we always paid our bills they were often in arrears,
But it taught us how to thrifty be and buy only what wed need
But it never done us any harm and caution was the creed.

Shopping day was once a week, eight miles in the horse and cart
Should we forget a thing or two, it was anything but smart,
We just had to tighten up the belt and wait another week
But we survived without much fuss & just turned the other cheek.

The biggest thrill every year was the annual Birchip show,
Dad always rallied to our call when we said we want to go,
Five bob hed give us each to spend, our excitement really great,
Disappointment far away as we drove in the showground gate.

A water pistol we always bought, it created so much fun
And the boxing tent was a big draw card and rated number one,
It wasnt till we were in our teens that wed look past sideshow alley,
We then took an interest in the stock & with them wed dilly-dally.

Now an electric wheel chair takes the place of legs now paralysed
But it is just a change in style and my way of life resized,
I look forward to each new day and my blessings daily count,
For I know whatever troubles come, the problem Ill surmount.
  


© Copyright 2008 Lindsay P Wilson - All Rights Reserved
Roniece Dawson-Bruce
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1 posted 04-14-2008 12:17 AM       View Profile for Roniece Dawson-Bruce   Email Roniece Dawson-Bruce   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Roniece Dawson-Bruce

Lindsay... this is just beautiful... I love your style of writing, it always smiles my heart to read you ... lovely... love RDB

Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight.........

JamesMichael
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2 posted 04-14-2008 04:08 AM       View Profile for JamesMichael   Email JamesMichael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for JamesMichael

A wonderful sharing of memories from when you were small until present days...James
Marchmadness
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3 posted 04-14-2008 04:11 AM       View Profile for Marchmadness   Email Marchmadness   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Marchmadness

You have such a lovely attitude, Lindsey.
You always give me a brighter outlook.
                                   Ida
LindsayP
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Roniece, James and Ida, thank you my good

friends for your always kind response.

Have a great day folks and God Bless.

Lindsay
Alison
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5 posted 04-14-2008 11:45 PM       View Profile for Alison   Email Alison   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Alison

Lindsay ~ my friend, thank you for sharing this beautiful garden of dreams with all of us.  You inspire me on many levels - one for the kindness that you continually show.  Two for the optimism that shines in your poetry.  Three for sharing your life with all who choose to read.  It's like you are the host in your poetry and we are your invited guests.   Thank you for inviting me.

xoxoxo
Alison
Robert E. Jordan
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LindsayP,

Not bad Kid.  It's a nice write.  One question--what's a Birchip show?

Bobby
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7 posted 04-15-2008 12:59 AM       View Profile for Seoulair   Email Seoulair   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Seoulair

how wonderful a brief summery of childhood life. It was like a movie. I saw vivid pictures.

So very good. do please write more stories of your life. It is true history. I love to read out history from auto-biography or biography. I hate--hate history book and the test.



wonderful read.
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Lindsay~
Such a delightful read is this~

You gift the day with lovely~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~


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LindsayP
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Alison, you are a very welcome guest in my garden of dreams. It gives me great pleasure when other poets enjoy my poems.

Bobby, thanks for you kind remarks,
Birchip is the name of the town where I grew up and each year they held an agricultureal show, enjoyed by everyone.

Seoulair, you are always very generous with your comments. I too like reading Autobiographys and biographys much better than ficion. thank you my friend.

Marge, I thank you too for all your encouragement. A kind response from such a talented lady is greatly appreciated.
Earl Brinkman
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10 posted 11-27-2010 05:53 PM       View Profile for Earl Brinkman   Email Earl Brinkman   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Earl Brinkman

Your words have power over me as they keep bringing me back again and again.  Thanks for sharing the memories of your youth.
 
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