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Of days gone by
Contributed by
ABySs
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Monday, 20th June 2005 @ 01:48:56 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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I look back now on younger days.
When I stood no more than four foot high.
And I laugh,
At the dumber things,
The funner things,
And the games we played.
An what silly games we played aah but the fun we had.
We would ride bikes,
Make mud pies,
And spend all day playing in the rain.
Such happy days they were but that was long before we learned,
What hate was,
What heartache feels like,
And that some pain never goes away.
We had no worries back then and no real pain.
I would happily go back To the days i stood no more than four foot high.
Because those were,
My happy days,
No worry days,
And long before all this pain.
But I know I can never go back to those days.
They're just a memory now of days gone by.....
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ABySs
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Re: Of days gone by
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by hauntedscorp on
Wednesday, 22nd June 2005 @ 02:31:00 AM AEST
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I really enjoyed this homage to childhood, when life was a lot simpler...I think we can all relate to this at times. I like the way you laid this out, and the ease of flow it had...Nice job.
Once again; welcome to ypdc!
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