Children
I love to see children,
Playing at the garden side.
They create new and fun games,
To be played with each other,
Games that are to be seen and heard,
For the years to come ahead,
I would like to see these games treasured.
For it is children's games,
Which enlighten our load;
So that we may see a brighter tomorrow,
On the morrow to home.
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Playing at the garden side.
They create new and fun games,
To be played with each other,
Games that are to be seen and heard,
For the years to come ahead,
I would like to see these games treasured.
For it is children's games,
Which enlighten our load;
So that we may see a brighter tomorrow,
On the morrow to home.
Technorati Tags: Children
11:20 AM
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Kiss arrives brief at the mouth, a backstitch of fine and cruel lips, the same fever.
This is a really nice poem and ira is looking really cute.
Loved this poem and the photo
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