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Remebering the first place I lived.

On Ashland Avenue

by HarryT

Childhood Contest Winner 

Four of us lived in a three room place Prettied up by windows hung with lace Living room had a convertible couch Made up, it looked like a kangaroo’s pouch Bedroom was for Mom and Dad Time out area if we did something bad   Apartment was on the second floor Bakery below at 6 AM opened its door At 4 AM the wafting of fresh baking bread By 5 AM my bro and I were out of our bed   Summer, roll away beds on the back porch No pajamas, just slept in tee-shirts and shorts On really hot nights we rolled our beds outside On the walled-in deck, we slept side by side We would talk and watch the darkening night sky Moon rising high, night birds flying, as clouds rolled by   We left the place when I was in first grade Memories from there that I wouldn’t trade

Writing Prompt Write a rhyming poem about your childhood. It can be good or bad, happy or sad. No more than 20 lines. No free verse.

Childhood Contest Winner