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Childhood

Childhood As I close my eyes and drift back in time The thoughts of being young come to mind When I was four, people were as tall as trees Looking ahead, all I saw was knuckles and knees When I was five, my first baseball glove Seven was holding hands with my very first love Eight I can remember my close friends Family gatherings with most of my kin Ten I remember the girl of my dreams Childhood pranks and boyhood schemes Eleven I crashed my faithful Schwinn bike At twelve, a black eye from my very first fight When fifteen came around, timed passed way too slow Sixteen, I had my license and was on the go Seventeen came, and High School ended Joined the military as I intended Youth has passed, and now I'm much older Blood is thin, and I feel much colder But I enjoy the thoughts of my past childhood Go back in a second if only I could But realizing this, the thoughts bring a smile From the time long ago when I was a child If I wish to return to those childhood days Only in mind to be stored away Close your eyes and return back then The closet of time holds within A time you once had and will always be Thoughts of youth are what you'll see. Lpickard Copyright © William Pickard

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