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Spring time

It was the time, When there was no sign of dawn and dusk Hot summers and chilled winters gave us new tasks Heavy storms and rains brought us holidays In return, we gifted boats of papers and clays It was the time, When days were spent in chanting numbers and rhyme And face was covered with candy grime We never knew why the orange fireball chased us But longed to dine with the moon on a cloud bus. It was the time, When cycle rides were roller coasters And one candy could buy a million kisses Wet summer mud was yummier than cadburies And our cute talks were considered as juicy as strawberries Babyhood is so precious and angelic Don't kill it with a sickle and brick It's the Spring time in every Jack's life Let kids dance and jump to the waves of Fife. Preserve every moment of Childhood Keep the memories alive in every bark and wood.

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Date: 2/13/2019 8:34:00 PM
omg. I think best poem I have read tonight.
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Date: 2/12/2019 10:37:00 PM
"Keep the memories alive" Yes, I completely agree. Have a child-like heart, each and every moment of every day. Never let the cares of the World take this away. New and improved moments can never match days of youth. When all is magical- just with the imagination. You have created a Masterpiece here with your words. ~ Brandy
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 2/13/2019 2:57:00 AM
Thank you so much Nicole. Glad that you liked it. :)
Date: 2/11/2019 11:43:00 PM
This is adorable, whimsical, and fun but also the best advice to parents ever. "Babyhood is so precious and angelic Don't kill it with a sickle and brick It's the Spring time in every Jack's life Let kids dance and jump to the waves of Fife." Well done my friend!
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Swetha Vangaveti
Date: 2/12/2019 10:18:00 AM
Very true Caren. It's the duty of everyone to preserve the rights of a child.