albot george

Entry - Poem by albot george

When we were young do you think
We would have been friends
We would have played together
Would we have had picnic together
Climbed trees,
And when we were older, would
We have laid on the grass and made
Pictures out of the clouds
And throw stones in the river
Then to walk hand in hand
Through the gateway of love

I hope the gate is still open
Because I would still like to play together
And always hungry
May not; climber trees,
But part the old bush
With hand in hand
Hope the river not to dry
Don't think you ever get to old
To be young! ! !
Night night babe
Hope you have worked out; the door& because I have
But if you couldn't work that out you've; got no chance of this

Topic(s) of this poem: art

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 7, 2014

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