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(04/17/1984 / Homa Lousiana)

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This Child's Letter.

Come away with me.
Time to be kid again.

A game of chance.
A happy frolicking dance.
Dressing up.
Having a tea party in some to toy cups.
Rolling a big yellow tonka truck.

Come away with me.
Time to be kid again.

Playing tag your it.
If you think you can catch me come and get it.
Hide 'n go peek.
Seeking is so much fun.
On the run fast as I can go.

Come away with me.
Time to be kid again.

Pretending to be wizards and warlocks.
Who is the most powerful?
Who is the most creative?
Oh such a vivid imagination.
No fair you can't do that?
Oh can't I?

Come away with me.
Time to be kid again.

Come away with me.
Time to be kid again.

We're as young as we feel so they say...
Man I miss those days.

Just come away with me.
And maybe all your dreams will come true.
Time to be kid again.
Always and forever.

Pulling all kinds of pranks.
Just for another laugh.
Superstition is a requisition.
Black candles, for the devils magic.
Ha ha got yah.

Come away with me.
Time to be kid again.

Codies, oggie boogie.
The creep, the nerd.
Stereotypes and clicks absolute absurd.
A floating brown turd.
Di gusting is so tasteful.

Come away with me.
Time to be kid again.

No need to be tactful.
Bruatily honest.
A good cry and it is over.
Picking a four leaf clover.
She loves me, she love me not.

Just come away with me.
And maybe all your dreams will come true.
Time to be kid again.
Always and forever.

So many different experiences.
A writers wet dream.
Not as complex as it seems.
Simplicity.
So many questions.
So quick, not in the least bit hesitant.

Ick she kissed me.
I got her disease.
Spit balls shot across room.
A class clown.
Circles on the marry go around.

Just come away with me.
And maybe all your dreams will come true.
Time to be kid again.
Always and forever.

Submitted: Saturday, June 15, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013


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  • Heather Wilkins (6/25/2013 9:43:00 PM)

    to remain a child at heart is a lovely thought. we each have a lot of child in us. excellent poem

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  • David Wood (6/17/2013 5:33:00 AM)

    We are but children at heart, a lovely feeling to this poem.

  • Unwritten Soul (6/16/2013 12:59:00 PM)

    Feel good with this write, i always a child forever too...i never grown up just my body changes only..my soul will never growing up..here in innocent field i play...away from harm of any pain that adults gain..Here my soul will stand again, and as a child i always be, always be_Soul

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