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.
Jan 8, 2011
Jan 8, 2011 at 12:50 PM UTC
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
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