Childhood Treasures

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    Childhood Treasures

    Awash in a dream filled sleep content
    I wandered streets of childhood spent
    Playing games with ball and jacks
    Exploring woods and railroad tracks
    Cops and robbers; you've been caught
    Penny candy could be bought
    Slay the dragons; do be brave
    Shirley Temple's curly wave
    Hop Scotch drawn on streets with chalk
    Find some water; skip a rock
    Neighbor friends who'd play all day
    Now all grown; they've gone away.

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    coacher commented on Childhood Treasures

    11-02-2009

    My small town up bringing exactly. Nice job to recreate the past. life was simple and grand back in the days.

    WordSlinger commented on Childhood Treasures

    03-21-2009

    Memories, make em well huh,,:)

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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