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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Today I slip back to place of childhood memories Like seeing for the first time and not believing what you see I used to like to climb trees to the very top One inch from the last branch I would stop. I remember some of the views to me they were so great I would stay in the tree until it was late I remember I could see my whole world from this tree The whole of the town in front is the visual I see. I used to ride my bike for hours and many miles No destination the wind provided the smiles Sometimes I rode from dawn to dusk I pedaled really fast to shake off the rust. I remember like my life going by in a flash I thought I could save time and created a stash But I think about today and I still have these eyes The blur of the scenery reminds me time flies. I was always quite comfortable out in the woods I’d go out and walk them as much as I could Animals and I have always had a special bond They would always come up to me as if I belonged.. I drift back to skipping rocks on a pond Then wondering if the ripple would travel beyond I have always wondered it seems to define me It has always played a part in all that I see. I’d like to think I’ve grown up but then I read my poems My eyes still see new things my spirit still roams I think of innocence and if it’s lost in youth Perhaps I’m still a child to tell you the truth.
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