Sunday, April 16, 2006

Sunday Scribblings {When We Were Wee}

When we were wee summer seemed to last forever,
the days spread one into another making one glorious whole,
every firefly that lit up the night was counted and remembered,
cotton candy was a sacred miracle,
and the Easter Bunny lived in an abandoned shack in an empty field.
When we were wee climbing trees was a full day's work,
blackberries stained our hands and our jeans,
dandelions were picked for wild wish making,
and every wild flower was gathered and pressed between the pages of a book.
When we were wee, we melted crayon shavings between sheets of wax paper,
enjoyed cinnamon graham crackers under a tree,
listened to my mother's Elvis records while laying feet to feet,
and dreamed of all the movie stars we'd marry someday.
When we were wee, we never doubted that we were enough.
We never wished to be someone else--someone more brilliant, more beautiful, more alive.
Hide-and-go-seek was nothing more than a game we played on rainy afternoons.
We knew how to play...and how to live.
When we were wee the simple act of being was enough.


Blogger Deb R said...

Beautiful, Michelle, and very true.

9:53 PM  
Blogger Lazy cow said...

Just gorgeous, it brought back my childhood in a great rush. Thank you.

3:13 AM  
Blogger GreenishLady said...

Oh, that is lovely. And the photo complements it so perfectly. Lovely!

3:21 AM  
Blogger gkgirl said...

you have truly captured it
in that list bit
how we knew how
to just be...

loved this!

3:55 AM  
Blogger Joe said...

"When we were we the simple act of being was enough." How you have a way of touching my heart!

3:58 AM  
Anonymous Marilyn said...

What an idyllic childhood you've described! Very sweet.

5:54 AM  
Blogger Left-handed Trees... said...

This post so evocative to me...fireflies, climbing trees, blackberry stained hands, and dandelions and flowers. Letting children experience nature creates memories like these they can always come home to. Thanks for the inspiration to get my brood outside today!

6:03 AM  
Blogger mayseek life said...

i love how the last two posts compliment each other and honor the memories of childhood. in this instance the joyful ones. beautiful, that what you received you are now able to give forth to your boy.

6:26 AM  
Blogger paris parfait said...

Your post brought back so many memories. Thanks for your lovely account of highlights of your childhood.

6:36 AM  
Anonymous Shannon (Sentimental) said...


and how to live....

Love it!

6:40 AM  
Anonymous bella said...

another original:beautiful. LOL. But it really is.

6:54 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Beautiful words and lovely photo...nice job on this!

6:58 AM  
Blogger Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

always a joy to come here!

Being is still enough!

8:07 AM  
Blogger AnnieElf said...

Wow. Just so damn full of truth. I went exploring your entire site. Yes!! I've added you to my blog bookmarks. Can't wait to take the time to read the Thursday poems.

8:36 AM  
Blogger blackbird said...

When we were wee the simple act of being was enough.

...and this is IT, isn't it?

9:02 AM  
Blogger Kristine said...

I love this! I especially love the lines- "When we were wee, we never doubted that we were enough.
We never wished to be someone else--someone more brilliant, more beautiful, more alive."

9:36 AM  
Blogger acumamakiki said...

Oh how wonderfully lovely. I loved this!

10:58 AM  
Blogger kelly said...

when we were we...summers were spent fishing and riding double dutch on a banana seat bike. helping dad on the football field. mom cutting our hair on the back porch. cranking the rusting ice cream machine and drinking green rivers....

you are the best miss. you bring us all back. what a blessing you are.

11:15 AM  
Blogger liz elayne said... took me back to all of these moments with you.

1:55 PM  
Blogger kelly rae said...

you captured wee-ness perfectly

1:55 PM  
Blogger dani said...

when we were wee
is how we should be
and everyday

michelle you so notice and so get it - more than the most of us.

2:26 PM  
Blogger Kim G. said...

I loved your post and shared so many of those same memories as a child. Our neighbor had a cotton candy machine that he fired up every 4th of July and I thought I was the luckiest kid on the planet!

3:43 PM  
Blogger Alexandra S said...

I loved this! I loved all the details to the end and what struck me most was the never wishing to be someone else. How much time we waste wishing to be zapped into someone else's shoes as adults, yes? As you create new memories with your own wee ones, this was so special to hear about your own wee days!

4:11 PM  
Blogger Laini Taylor said...

Beautiful reverie, and so true. I loved it!

4:25 PM  
Blogger tara dawn said...

how true, how true...and how wonderfully worded...i love how you took me back to that pure innocence and carefree nature of childhood...what bliss!

8:22 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks for providing such an evocative window into your experience. That's always what I thought childhood should be, even though mine was so different. I loved "living" it through this post.

9:26 PM  
Anonymous Jennifer (she said) said...

big sigh at the end when i read "When we were wee act of being was enough."

8:23 AM  

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