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When I Was Ten
Way back then when I was ten, I recall the memories, That year, summer was spent on grandpa's farm; We woke up early on the farm to chicken melodies, I had a horse called Razzle Dazzle, he sure had charm. Helping my grandpa doing chores was a lot of fun, And helping grandma in the house was not a chore at all; We worked hard and were bone tired when the day was done, But then, one day off Razzle Dazzle, I had a fall. So, back to the city was my destination, With a fractured leg all I could do was play with my dolls; Making up stories, mother said I had an imagination, I painted bright pictures and taped them to my walls. My friends had to come see me in my room or backyard, They never stayed long and I was left alone; Spent the long days reading and writing, it was hard, I was used to freedom, so often I was quite forlorn. Then, my leg healed and I was a butterfly set free, I liked to collect "things" so grandpa made me a wagon; Off I would go into the woods to find what I could see, And come home with my wagon full and draggin'. Liked pretty sundresses, my jeans with flowers on them, Created bright jewelry and wore my entire collection; I loved helping mother in her garden of flower gems, And like most kids my age, I had tons of questions, questions. _______________________ January 27, 2016 Poetry/Rhyme/When I Was Ten Copyright Protected, ID 16- 749-406-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. For the contest, Way Back Then Sponsor, Kelly Deschler Third Place
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