Childhood

Wide eyes of azure gazed longingly at buoyant balloons. Where would they go?

On bated breath he waited in line to enjoy an amusement park ride. When would it be his turn?

Newborn puppies with fur so soft held to her creamy skin. Who made them?

Decadent cookies shared with a jolly man in a big red suit. What will be waiting under the tree?

Explosions of bottle rockets lit the pitch black sky. How are they made?

Recollections of childhood gone by.