Young Child Poem by Daniel Richmond

Young Child

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Where were you young child
When others played wild
Galloping on clouds, swinging from trees
Whispering in ears, screaming from bees
Tumbling pyramids, covered in dirt
Blood and rocks in a new flannel shirt
So tell me...where were you young child, I miss you so
The way we played and the way we rolled
The young within us should never go
To this land we forgot, inside our soul.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tanya Gupta 14 February 2014

very very very good poem.today you inspired me.i want u to come and read poetries and write a comment.very good job

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Babatunde Aremu 10 January 2014

Great write. I like it, keep writing. Reminds me of my poem: A song to my childhood friends. Thanks for sharing

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