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Old stuffed toys
I talked to all day
colored marker marks
that never fade away
being to short to see
dressing up in old clothes
little books that now,
seem silly at most.
Tucked in back of my closet
those old memories
the old shirt and a
picture, or three.
Scotch tape on my walls
with pictures of me.
There's us at the beach,
brother and me.
Old memories that are
faded--or gone;
but some just stick
childhood-- it's funny like that.
- Title: Childhood
- Artist: MandieRae
- Description: This is a poem I actually wrote for a class. I really like it. It kind of reminds me of how I was as a child. I really just want to be a little kid again.
- Date: 12/15/2008
- Tags: childhood
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- happily ended - 12/28/2008
- i realy like it!!! it is sorta a hard rythem to follow but besides that its terific!!!!5/5
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