Child Games
Counting with hidden eyes,
Holding hands, spinning singing,
Chasing, tagging
In warm summer days.
Can’t you remember?
Loved child games.
When did the never ending game end?
When did the days pass faster?
When did we grow too old,
For child games?
When did dinner come sooner?
With no time to play,
What did we do?
Forget our child games
Hidden in memories,
Always there when needed,
Are our child games.
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Abby Pe | Year Posted 2010
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