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The Sounds of Childhood

The Sounds of Childhood Remember the sounds: Children on playgrounds, Seesaws squeaking, squeals, And roller-skate wheels. The jukebox blaring, Old tunes. Girls dancing. Romantic love songs – Young girls swoon along. Mancala marbles. Clinks in wooden cups, Loud laughs while playing, Three cheers for winning. Boys were bouncing balls. Laughter filled the halls. Tap shoes tap, tapping. Dancers clicked on stage. Whispers at the phone, Secrets told alone. Quiet giggle sounds. Friends huddled around. That familiar sound – Calling children ‘round. High pitched, sharp and clear. The whistle blew near. The coach was watching. Girls hopscotch hopping Boys headed to fields. Whack! Baseballs and bats! One day, I grew up. Where were all the sounds? Joy became silence. And laughter was bound. Yes, I remember. Sounds of childhood ways, Memories that stay Oh, those happy days.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 4/16/2010 7:12:00 AM
oh to be a child again.good luck.Hope you are well.
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Date: 4/15/2010 8:36:00 PM
Good luck in the contest. Fine recollection of memories
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Date: 4/15/2010 7:29:00 PM
Sweet memories nice . P.D.
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Date: 4/15/2010 7:24:00 PM
memories to hold on to, nice one
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Date: 4/15/2010 7:12:00 PM
I'm am not a person who can express what I think into words quite easly. I loved your poem greatly, it was spellbinding and has brought memories of my past childhood.
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