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Reminiscence
Way back then when I was ten Naïve and still quite humble Worldly wise but not yet grown Each day would amuse again. Games were skills of time to hone On occasion there were tumbles But magic still pursued my roam And life’s truths were left for olden men. Homemade kites to fly the breeze In every mist, adventure, in which to join. All around stood natural trials Feats spawned by climbing trees. Tiny creeks became the Nile Castle walls were dreamed from groynes. New quests to take with every mile A thousand leaves the sound of ease. Rod and line with shiny lure Peace, beside a tuneful stream. Hypnotic pools with mystic shadows While fish my mission to procure. Tranquil glades in which to doze Harmony designed from simple dreams. Unbridled futures were composed Happiness my sole duty to ensure. Yes was luck, but nature formed playpen Confidence formed in solitude Thoughts formed best when left unsaid. Now, with age and years, I yearn, for this again. I pray to move and leave these days of dread. So youthful hope, might be renewed Walking backwards steps, to move ahead. To way back then; when I was ten.
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