Treasure Island

Paul Gerard Reed


Setting Off


Hands were waved and kisses blown
As the bus slowly pulled away
Chattering and excited, the happy throng
At the start of a brand new day

As their innocence drifts to adulthood
They might recall this youthful heaven
They might remember the golden days
When they were only six or seven

Submitted: Wednesday, June 04, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, June 04, 2014

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Topic(s): youth

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

improve

Comments about this poem (Setting Off by Paul Gerard Reed )

Enter the verification code :

  • Colleen Courtney (6/5/2014 10:50:00 AM)

    Such a sweet poem. Brought me back to childhood days when I couldn't wait for those school bus doors to open and see my loving Mom's face waiting there for me to disembark. Thanks for a beautiful memory! (Report) Reply

Read all 1 comments »
[Hata Bildir]