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Childhood Memories

The smell of crayons the smell of glue. The smell of suntan lotion on hot summer day all of these childhood memories will never go away. Waking up to birds singing in the morning on a weekday excited that it was summer break, lazy days and swimming at the lake. Playing with friends until the sun went down, vacations with family going out of town.The smell of freshly mowed grass oh a hot summer day, these childhood memories are always here to stay. Hummingbirds entertaining us at sundown with their amusing ways oh how i loved those childhood summer days.

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Date: 5/13/2015 4:18:00 PM
such a lovely nostalgic write - oh the innocent of childhood ... and then we grow up:-) Hugs Jan xx
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