I want to see the photographs of 10 years down the road.
Of smiles, mud, and chaos. Where 3 kids are my load.
My front porch swing, loaded full, of toothy-grinned bare-feet.
And my prince charming's index finger blocking half the scene.
Blurry pictures of that day, smushed frosting in our hair.
The day we swore that for each other: we'd always be there.
Marshmallows, s'mores, the summer sun, evening barbecue.
Everlasting days of fun: but the days always too few.
A contest entry
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Comments
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this is short and sweet. i really liked it. thanks for entering!
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Sounds chaotic! but life is often that, than the reality that we create. Things never go to plan so take a few snaps its great to show there boyfriends and girlfriends
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Ah, marshmallows and frosting smushed into people's hair. Lots of fun.
Those were the days. Thank you for entering. -
ths is beautiful good luck in my contest
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