My childhood
Of pastel-coloured cottages,
All shades of rainbow
Enchanted little gardens,
Cheery daffodils and fragrant roses
Our cozy little home,
The shade of butter cream
My perfect fantasy world.

My childhood
Of sticky summers spent with Erin
Her house the colour of
Salty seas and dreamy skies
Her dear mum who made us tuna melts
With lots of extra cheese
Our little lemonade stands
Of sweetness and sunshine
Our final days together
Making posters for yard sales
Before we parted ways.

My childhood
With Paula and Giuseppe
The perfect definition
Of eternal love and happiness
Their lovely little cottage
Coloured like warm soft sand and sunny days.
They told me tales of Italy,
Brought me books of princesses,
Asked me about my dreams.

My childhood
Of supper calls from across the street
Inside the tall tan house
Chris and Daddy, always together
Discussing renovations
Little Ryan, running around
Naked and causing trouble
And finally Dan, my superhero
Who rescued me from attic monsters
When we were all inseparable.

My childhood
Of careless days, naïve nights
And sweet smiles of innocence
I remember our community
Where perfection was reality
This was my childhood
Until we all departed.