Kids' World of Nature
"Where childhood is forever and never dies."
Dr Abe V Rotor
Catching land crabs with a bamboo trap. Palauig, Zambales
How I love to catch gammarong (Ilk) crab
when I was like my son Leo Carlo;
he learned the skill early from me, passed on
by old folks by the sea; Leo in turn
shall teach others before the art is lost,
as treasured trade and tradition.
Building sandcastles. Morong, Rizal
Building sandcastles, building dreams,
on waking up are gone, but they return
as. sandcastles and dreams again
throughout youth, higher and bigger,
crumbling leaving ruins of memories,
ruins where castles once stood proud,
uniting reality and fantasy into a happy,
wonderful and fulfilled life.
Summer fun on the beach. San Juan, Ilocos Sur
Frolic in company with the waves and tides,
when the sea is as blue as the sky, and wish
boyhood is forever and never dies;
or you'll always tarry in later years if you don't;
for fleeting moments are most precious,
ephemeral yet eternal in that child in you
who lives into the golden years of life.
Christmas for under-the-bridge children. Pasay MM
The bells of Christmas sound louder among the poor;
the Bethlehem star shines brighter, too.
The angels come earlier in their homes without door.
in exchange of a simple lantern or two.
Instant swimming pool from busted pipe. Sta. Mesa, MM
A swimming pool in the middle of a street,
a busted pipe blessing to a dozen kids
in the neighborhood in frolic and laughter;
like a Riviera or Thoreau's Walden;
it's a children's world, a corner of Eden.
Mushrooms growing on a tree stump. UP Diliman QC
Mushrooms on a stump, home of the dwarfs:
red, yellow, white, or in disguise,
each color a character, a foe or a friend,
to find where the pot of gold lies.
Nipa Hut by the river, Tagbilaran, Bohol
Frolicking - game of the vibrant and the young,
recreating a primitive social bond;
where innocence meant freedom and bravery,
In sweet abandon, here and beyond. ~