My Childhood Memories
I remember the days after the rain
Picking dandelions and making chains
Sister fixing plates of twigs and grass
My brother laughing about passing gas
Looking back with a smile through tear filled eyes
I fondly remember making mud pies
Playing school and tea parties, of course
Pretending that the dog was our horse
Playing baseball, tag, or hide-and-seek
Picking up rocks and collecting leaves
No fancy toys and no video games
We watched the clouds and counted airplanes
Memories of my wonderful past
It's nice to know my childhood will last
Copyright © 2009 Lena “Lolita” Townsend
*for Deborah's You Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby contest
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