Friday, April 2, 2010

Childhood Comments

Rating: 2.8

Ah me! conceiv'd in sin, and born in sorrow,
A nothing, here to day, but gone to morrow,
Whose mean beginning, blushing can't reveal,
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Anne Bradstreet
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Chinedu Dike 19 March 2022

An interesting rendition in verse with rhythmic splendour. Lovely and very passionate write....

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sibelef230 loura 19 March 2022

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sibelef230 loura 19 March 2022

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sibelef230 loura 19 March 2022

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Ratnakar Mandlik 28 November 2019

A memorably naughty childhood revisited down the memory lane.

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Susan Williams 23 February 2016

A beautiful if painful description of a Mother- - My mother still did waste, as I did thrive, Who yet with love and all alacrity, Spending was willing to be spent for me.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 23 February 2016

A beautifully penned touching poems highlighting the motley experiences through which had passed the childhood. Thanks for sharing.

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 23 February 2016

The sacrifices and love of motherhood and child's experience so beautiful

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Edward Kofi Louis 23 February 2016

Birth and growth! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Anne Bradstreet

Anne Bradstreet

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