How he'd longed for ancient summer's days,
Running through long grass, voices of children in play!
Bright sunbeams upon his face,
Searching for that perfect hiding place!
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How coul I miss this happy child poem? I also dance of happines now for memories I thought forever lost. Thank you for a magic pen!