Madison Balmont Poet I do not know?

Even Though I Can'T Remember

Even though I can't remember,
I've an ode to the most joyous time.
To address the certain circumstances,
I've put them into rhyme.

I loved the time when I was two,
The one and only year.
It'll never be that good again,
And that is what I fear.

My Mum and I had left my Dad,
And my brother was an egg.
To be just with my Mum again,
I'd give an arm and leg.


~Written in 2001, when I was twelve~

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