A poem...

Sorry I haven't posted in a while. My life is spectacularly uninteresting at the moment. This is a poem I was assigned to write for English. It had to start with

"I remember

my childhood"

and have no more than four words per line and I actually ended up with something I'm quite pleased with, so I thought I see what you guys thought. Don't be afraid to be honest (but not nasty please)

I remember

my childhood

my neighbours

new baby

who

made

me

feel

so old.

We started

to visit
my sister

and I

and all the other

kids on the street

to see

Tom, Nat

and Maya

in

their nice
little
house.

We would talk

and laugh

and we'd bake

and read stories

or tell our own

over the years

as Maya

learnt to speak

she had birthdays

that we celebrated

playing games

and eating cake.

A lively garden

they had

full of

colourful plants

they grew carrots
that we picked

and munched

as we chatted
we could never wait
for them to grow
to their full size
but Nat and Tom
didn't mind.

Nat told us
tall tales

about

their house

and

a young ghost boy

who haunted it

she was

so

convincing

it sent chills

up my spine

I knew they

weren't real

but it felt

like they were.

I remember the stories

I remember

the baking

I remember the garden

I remember

my childhood.