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  • Childhood



    Remember those days,

    all you wanted to do,when you got out of school,

    was go outside and play with your friends?


    Remember when things were easier?

    When you didn't have to worry,

    about being judged.


    Remember those days,

    in elementry school,

    when recess meant running around for 20 minutes outside?


    Remember those days

    when you sat in a circle,

    just to play duck duck goose?


    Remember those days,

    when sitting girl, boy, girl, boy,

    was torture.


    Remember those days,

    when if you were the line leader,

    you were cool.


    Remember that day,

    when you got,

    your training wheels off your bike?


    Remember those days,

    you had to,

    stay on your street.


    Remember those days,

    when staying up until nine,

    meant you were up late?


    Remember those days?

    Seems like now those days are gone.

    with no hope for return.


    Remember when life,

    was just a word,

    without a care in the world.


    I do!

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    Rhymer commented on Childhood


    Missed a lot of childhood days, enjoyed the memories shared here. Excellent write.



    Thanks (:

    Papa commented on Childhood


    I'm an old goat but this poem doesn't seem so far away. you're so young, when it comes to change, you ain't seen nothing yet. thanks for the memories



    HAH! lol Thanks!

    carynontherhine commented on Childhood


    This is an awesome write that I do believe all will be able to relate too! I remember also times such as these. I suppose it is all about stages for ages. I think this write is special to all as you have captured the scene of this childhood right on key! Hugz



    Thanks Caryn it really means a lot

    Dano commented on Childhood


    hold on to the memories... they will help you to smile when you need it... ; )

    MindNumbing commented on Childhood


    Most importantly, I remember all those moments that I shared with YOU :) We have alot more memories to make, don't forget that! ♥

    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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