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Little Boy
Contributed by
Gentlemanpoet
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Thursday, 3rd August 2006 @ 08:28:09 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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A boy with blond hair that played by the creek.
This boy was so small and well kind of meek.
He lived on a farm, with two brothers much older.
They teased him each day, and that made him bolder.
At the edge of their farm was the old swimming place.
The three would swim and then they would race.
Those days were filled with work and fun.
Bailing hay in the field, out in the sun.
But when work was over, the cool stream felt great.
And Mama had dinner so they couldnt be late.
Those carefree days have past long ago.
Where is that little boy now I dont know?
I would love to bring him back today.
But now his blond hair has turned to gray.
The little boy left, and now you can see.
Hes gone forever, for now he is me.
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2006-08-03 08:28:09]
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Re: Little Boy
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by Smartie on
Thursday, 3rd August 2006 @ 08:57:59 AM AEST
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| very cute poem with such a beautiful ending |
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