Where are the days
when they were all mine
and i had those toys
at eight or late nine..
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A bitter/sweet poem reflecting on childhood into the reality of adulthood. It is well contained within the stanzas, and I like your questioning at the end. Well done! Karin Anderson
Good poem, liked the stanzas...read my private reply to you.... Ruthy
Those childhood days were always fun. Exploring, learning, all that innocent mischief those days are in the past and we have only nice memories. Excellent write, and nice rhyme.........10+++
''can i bring back those times relive those days rewrite those rhymes restage those plays....'' nice poem, good stanzas, beautiful rhymes...10