Friday, June 30, 2017

Come Back The Days Of Childhood Comments

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Come back the days of childhood; my eyes made then pictures when they were shut
I see back my sandy unpaved streets,  an old stone structure on a thorny hill, mysterious and fair,
A willow sobbing its branches down a stream and a tattered donkey shelter hut,
And the children with me all joyfully playing bare feet on summer sands there.
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