Childhood. Remember the days when what you Had was everything you ever needed? All I** ever wanted to do was to play in the dirt. Loved hanging with my friends, Down by the river--the ones who knew me as I was & didn't care How poor or rich I was--Childhood isn't about the money. Oh, how I wish to go back to those times... Oh, but how I love being where I am now Down by the sea, instead of the river.
copyright; 2011 McNally,Inc. Here's a poem to remember the good old days, back when we were kids. Don't you just love poetry and how you can write something and it doesn't have to make totally sense.- From When Times Get Tough....Write Poetry