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The Child That Is Me

~ Deep and lost within my adult soul A lonely and childish girl dwells Hair tumbling down, tangled A red ribbon loose, falling Hugging teddy with tears Playing with my dolls Holding a kitten Picking flowers For mother ~ Written by Constance La France November 11, 2012

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  1. Date: 11/18/2012 6:07:00 PM
    A sweet write that touches the soul. Hugs

  1. Date: 11/17/2012 3:32:00 AM
    I love the shape of your poem; must be the breakfast bowl my mother still keeps carefully in her kitchen to please her adult children when we come to visit her and drink warm milk: drinking revival from oldies goldies breakfast bowls! Thank you for the so sweet souvenirs...:) Love, Hanitra

  1. Date: 11/12/2012 2:54:00 PM
    yes, I think the child is still in us all, my friend. Beautiful write

  1. Date: 11/11/2012 8:27:00 PM
    Wow, the beauty of this write is purely astounding! I am astonished by the wonderful words you used to portray such gorgeous things about childhood, and how we are still children though we might be very old! I really enjoyed reading the delightfully energetic and warm poem this evening! What a masterfully written piece, Great Work!!

  1. Date: 11/11/2012 5:13:00 PM
    I often feel like a child within also. i think maybe that's why we are called God's children. We are still so young. love and hugs, Catie :)