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[title] => Reminiscence of a child
[time] => 2003-12-27 12:55:26
[hometext] => A woman on the edge of her life
[bodytext] => Tonight she walked down by the lake reminisced about her life A young girl stares back at her, not a mother or a wife She thinks of all the fun and adventure what happened to all her plans Her carrier, her fairytale romance, rose coloured cottage in cannes The young girl she use to be many years ago, is no longer there The slender figure the sparkle in her eyes reflects her tender care The moon and the stars at night no longer look quite as bright She sits and reminisces alone with thoughts at the end of the night The rippling water upon the lake still holds beauty for all to see She looks at her reflection a young girl lost a girl once so free There were so many paths for her to have chosen, so many to take One with diamonds and pearls, alas just sparkled reflections on the lake Once so sweet and innocent with hair so shinning, so soft and fair Pure innocence thoughts of sunday school also called the house of prayer Running through open fields, jumping over streams, hair blowing in the wind Not a care in the world a heart so full of song, so many songs to sing Through closed eyes the white water rapids looked rougher by the second Feels as though her thoughts are gushing, she is being slowly beckoned The lake so icy her footsteps sound like water through cracking glass Drowning in her memories of a child so happy in her sunday school class Love Angelxxxxxx [comments] => 4 [counter] => 274 [topic] => 32 [informant] => sweetangeluk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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