I Remember, I Remember
I remember, I remember
The house where I was born,
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Lovely poem, impressive read and so simple.5 Stars full
The superb imagery of this wonderful poem made me at close range with the great memories set forth in this marvelous write.
Beautiful way of remembering the past with the sun peeping in and the fir trees high.
I remember, I remember the cell where I was kept The barred window where the sun peaked in while I slept. It never came a wink too soon, nor brought too long a day. I needed the light to dig a hole and make my get away
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This poem is reminiscent of childhood thinking. Our Irish Rev. Principal helped to open the world to little children in High School. It's refreshing! ! !
really awesome. yes I remember all my childhood days, innocence yet it is joyful.
I thought it was very very awesome. I like the part about The fir-trees dark and high.
Nostalgia for the childhood years can always touch a sentimental heart... My favorite lines: I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing;
The rhythm and rhyme reverberate from reading this poem so long ago. Recalled for its simplicity rather than the depth of feeling.
An interesting read...