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[title] => Life Love and Nature...
[time] => 2007-05-08 00:43:29
[hometext] => How quickly life passes us by and how quickly we grow to the ages our Grandparents were .....
[bodytext] => Can you remember as a young child growing All adults towered and all were so knowing Their hands seemed so large, as they peered in your cot They would grin and smile, if they knew you or not Then as a toddler, when you toddled around They would laugh and comment as you rolled to the ground They'd applaud and clap, as you took first step walking And giggled and laughed when you first started talking ... Give Nanny a kiss, they would say all the time Didn't matter if you wanted, all sticky with grime. Don't forget Grandpa... with his prickly beard Preferred the other one regularly sheared!... They would give you a bite of the food not allowed They would give you a sip of the drinks too,... all proud Then someone would grab you to sit on their knee And you would be smiling, not knowing who, it would be! So many faces, knowing only a few Trying to escape and play like you do Never quite getting where you wanted to go A pretty young thing always on show Then as time moved on and you reached the age 10 Suddenly people, weren't so interested, then.... sometimes you would play and get on their nerves Learning what not to do, all learning curves Then when your a teenager some covered in spots Completely no interest, not like when a tot Then all they do is tell you "TURN DOWN THE SOUND As you play your hip music and lay on the ground Then suddenly you're grown up with kids of your own Everyone back again, some of them moan They tell you the stories of when you were a kid That your baby is doing all the things that YOU did! And they're all suddenly crooning and fussing away As your baby just lays there in innocent play Then the days come..... when it's you looking on At the child of your daughter or maybe your son The people that fussed over you as a baby Some gone to the next world some with us still maybe And that's how it goes as time moves on by Ahh life love and nature ....How wonderful....SIGH........ [comments] => 2 [counter] => 176 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Malcolmsdreamgirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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