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The Child in Me

Will no one run with me through the fields,

And laugh unto the moon.

I've been too long from childhood.

I need to find it soon.

 

Will no one climb up in the oak,

And hang dangling by their knees.

I've been too long from childhood

Won't someone help me please.

 

Will no one hide their eyes till ten,

Then run and laugh with glee.

I've been too long from childhood,

Won't someone help me see.

 

Will no one help me make a kite,

And fly it to the sun.

I've been too long from childhood,

I need to have some fun.

 

Will no one run with me in the night,

And catch the fireflys.

I've been too long from childhood,

Won't someone tell me why.

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Written by
jaymi-swift
American
Published
Aug 29, 2013
Lines·Words
20·126
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My Dad's memory is slipping away, but he can remember being a child.

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