Do you remember...?
Remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground.
That the worst thing you could get from guys was kooties.
Your worst enemies were your siblings.
Race issues were who ran the fastest.
When war and suicide were card games.
and the only drug you knew of was couqh medicine
and wearing hair jell didn't mean you were a fag.
The only thing you smoked was the tires on your bike.
The only thing that could hurt you were skinned knees
and the only things that can get broken were your toys.
Life was simple and care free,
but what i remember the most.....
was wanting to grow up...
so now tell me where'd all those happy thing go?
Author notes
ok so first thing for a very long time....it's sketchy.......do with it what u will
Please tell me what you think
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hell ya...a fearless and bold poem...
loved how tenderly you wrote it.....
and we all understand..and ask ourselves
in those quiet moments...
so now tell me where'd all those happy things go.
I'm naturally intoxicated with life...(lol)
ears/Seattle
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thank you! do you think i should put my major work for Ext 2 english up here?
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Excellent!!! It reads well and it certainly brings back those days!
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