It was time for
play those days
ago.Laughing, Playing,
Having Fun. Those were the days.
Now we're at school.Working,Listening,
and Getting Grades.Then we get home it's
time for homework.Then we have do our chores.
Then we can play in our fun little area where we won't
be bothered.The it's time to take and get in to our pj's. Then
we shall say" Good Night." Then we go to bed.Then it's time to get
a real job.Many jobs to chose from.Then we get home and it's time to
files.Then we sit down and relax.Then we it's time to get some rest for tommorow.
Author notes
Well it just came to me.
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Comments
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I love the title...
and how you work the title
into you poem -
i like this. You have shown how you go through your days and done it very well! I also like that it's in the shape of a tree. It reminds me of "The tree of life" Thanks for sharing.




