"How dear to this heart the scenes of my childhood,
when fond recollections present them to view ! "
_Samuel Woodworth
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I remember the house of my childhood, my room where sun came creeping in the morn; the flowers and mother's voice like tinkling bells, and the mighty tree where I used to swing; the covered porch where I had tea parties for dolls, oh, I remember it all like it was yesterday . . . _______________________ August 29, 2021 Poetry/Verse/I Remember Copyright Protected, ID 08-1385188-29 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest, Bite Size No 19 sponsor, Line Gauthier, Judged 09/04/2019 First Place
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