Wrote this about childhood

[Undertaker00]

Feedback welcome.

Summer was longer then.
Not because it was, but because
the days had fewer places to be.
We filled them without a cause.

The hours we spent doing nothing
took all day to do properly.
We were expert at being nowhere.
I have mostly lost that property.

Still tweaking it but this is the current version

[Courier53]

I love the way you put that. I find that the things that stay with you are rarely the ones that shout the loudest.

I find these conversations more useful than reading reviews

[KyleOReilly05]

This really captures something a lot of people feel but struggle to explain. The detail about summer being longer works because it is not really about time, it is about having fewer interruptions and fewer expectations. Those small memories of wandering around or doing nothing often stick around for decades.

[ReacherBadger]

There is a lovely quietness to this. One thing that stood out was the idea that the days were not empty, they were full of ordinary moments. A lot of childhood memories are exactly that, a bike ride, a garden, a conversation, a smell from the kitchen. The simple things usually age better than the big events.

[Freya_27]

Not sure I agree with every part of the nostalgia angle though. Childhood was magical for many people, but it was also complicated. I think the strongest writing about childhood is when it keeps both sides, the wonder and the awkward bits. That tension makes it feel real.

[CrimsonFury]

Great piece. The only thing I would challenge is the idea that childhood itself was better. Maybe it is more that we experienced everything for the first time, so normal things felt enormous. The poem gets close to that feeling really well though.

[Isaac80]

The strongest part for me is the restraint. It does not try to force a dramatic childhood story, it just lets the atmosphere do the work. Sometimes a quiet reflection lands harder than a big emotional speech.

[SlowSocket]

This is the kind of poem that makes people stop scrolling for a minute. There is something powerful about looking back without trying to make the past perfect. Keep writing in this style because the honesty of the small details is what gives it weight

[HHH_Gold]

The line about having fewer places to be is the one that got me. Modern life has turned every spare minute into something to fill. A poem like this is a good reminder that boredom was sometimes where imagination started. Kids could invent entire worlds from a stick and a patch of grass

[Busquets]

This reminds me of how memories work. We rarely remember the whole day, but one tiny image survives and represents everything. A cracked pavement, a certain song, a neighbour waving over the fence. Those little anchors carry a surprising amount of emotion

[Wendy_80]

Summer did feel longer back then, didn't it? There's something about the way the light hangs in late July that makes time stretch like taffy. Those endless afternoons chasing fireflies really were a different kind of magic - we didn't need reasons to be happy, we just were.

The memory piece hits home for me too. I keep a picture of a cracked sidewalk from when I was seven because it holds all the feeling of that whole summer. Sometimes it's the smallest things that carry the most weight.