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Walking near the old schoolyard
these ears can hear a child's laughter HARD
Voices of my friends  YESTERDAY
Our world was young as we continued to play
to the study hall and BASKETBALL in the gym
The LUNCH ROOM where the pizza was served
and after that..CHOCOLATE COOKIES for desert
1:00 and RECESS fun
quarter of two and our day is almost done
FRIENDS to go home with
SLEEPOVERS for the night

I still recollect,
about the joy we found that night
innocence then,
never became that way again

I never became the jock or funny clown
when puberty hit
JUNIOR HIGH put me down
To accept the good as well the taunting
I GO BACK NOW,to the faces that are HAUNTING

That was then,my friend..
AND THIS IS NOW at 36 and counting!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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