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Lost

My old bicycle still stands leaning

on the crumbling wall

of the old garden shed

of my childhood home,

much like my childhood long lost.

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I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at shailygrwl@gmail.com or through my Facebook page facebook.com/shailyagrawalwrites/

5 thoughts on “Lost

  1. Thanks, Pete! My father gave mine up too, but in my momories, it is still there with my childhood, waiting for me to return. One day, my daughter will take my place and the ‘cycle’ shall go on. πŸ™‚

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    1. Thanks, Pete! My father gave mine up too, but in my momories, it is still there with my childhood, waiting for me to return. One day, my daughter will take my place and the β€˜cycle’ shall go on. πŸ™‚

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