Dreams
sweet, simple;
No worries simmering;
Alas! I miss you,
Childhood!
Tag: Childhood
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.
Dreams
sweet, simple;
No worries simmering;
Alas! I miss you,
Childhood!
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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