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Warm Saturdays With Emily
by Joe CramerYou play in warm afternoon sun
With your new friends in the park.
I long for the day when we as a family
Can all enjoy the same, on a lark.
You sway on the park's swings
Not so different as I would
Have as a young child, so long ago.
A time I would go back to if I could.
Gone are the days of carefree play
As the time has passed into eternity.
Now the time is yours, for these brief moments
Moving forward again into obscurity.
Again you are playing on this warm day
As twilight softly into dark.
Happily you play the days away
On such warm Saturdays in the park. 04/22/2003 Author's Note: Emily is 6 at this writing.
Posted on 11/08/2006
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/09/06 at 03:11 AM Wonderful! I loved my time in the park with my family. Very special. |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 04/14/07 at 01:17 PM lovely. and yes, such a time is all too brief. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 10/20/07 at 12:16 PM Honestly, how can one not be touched by this poem. It is so equipped to grasp the heart, as well it is so true to life, as I recall it. So true, our days. Our sweet and confectioned and light brimmed days that we lick down into obscurity. |
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