My childhood still lingers
About only slightly
Quite vived are the fads
Of being eight years old
Trading Pokémon cards
Riding a bike constanly
Up and down my semi short driveway
Even wanting to in the snow
Being happy that school was ending
That has change into a wanting,
Of the summer to come
To a screaching halt
It the little things
That make being
Young so amazingly grand
But I can't hold on to it forever
A contest entry
- Children of the past, present and future by xXGoddessofPainXx.
450 points, ended August 15, 2007, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow Kaitlin.. this is awesome. It's full of meaning and emotion and.. it's just spectacular. I agree with nichtmich and Sky Prince that you have to hold onto all your memories, or they're going to slip away, but don't let holding onto them get in the way of making new ones. Anyways, great poem. Keep them coming!
-Kevan
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Lovely
I truly like this, you can remember the fun and look back on your younger memories and still you are growing and changing. I hope you save this poem to look at in years to come. You might even try to write one similar to this, say when you're 15 or 16, when you're 18 and 21. What fun that would be to see for yourself how you've grown and matured over time. Even when you're old, you can always travel back to how you felt when this poem was written.
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I hope you hold on to as many fond memories as possible. Whatever painful ones there are, if any, do your best to forget them. I always say, don't dwell on the bad times of the past . . . just keep going. We have only one life to live and it's to be lived to the fullest; the best we can. Very nice poem. Keep up the good work.
Brian -
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Thank you for the comment. and the wise words=D
I'm really happy you liked my poem. The both of you=]
~Kaitlin
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