My Sweet Childhood Memories

When I was only a small child
Your temperament so mild
You worked, each and every day
Whether at home, or away

Nicknamed your little toadslies every day
We always listened to what you had to say
Black-Eye'd Susie was my nickname
Didn't matter to me; all the same

Of onions and garlic, you often smelt
Tucking us in; on your knees you knelt
You brought us Smarties every night!
Laura and I held it in our sights

We even saved the red ones last
For us; it was a real blast
From a baby to a girl, how fast you grew
Shared more than Smarties, she already knew

What our time together meant
Not borrowed, but spent
I hope I see Laura more
Your love; I adore, evermore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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