Childhood Messages

Swinging in a swing of childhood on Tullo Road, thinking of my Dad and Mom in a childhood filled with poverty, happiness and nature. All-important messages in childhood growing up. Willow trees swaying, hiding us beneath their precious leaves and branches. Apple, mulberry, cherry trees scattered around our front yard for us to eat when we got hungry. A little stream cutting across our front yard where we used to play and try half-heartedly to catch frogs. Times of joy that will always stay within my mind, reminding me of whence I came, and who I have become today. All poetry can be traced back to my childhood in New Jersey. Bound Brook, Somerville, Wildwood every summer, Atlantic City, Bridgewater, all holding special places in my heart forever.