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A Childhood Innocence

Poetry By: J A Morales

Have you ever wanted to play like a child again?

Submitted:Mar 2, 2007    Reads: 156    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

A cardboard building

Houses a 1000 dreams

And under a table

Is not what it seems

Many a soldier

Lost in war; torn in battle

A cowboy with lasso

Spends his days rounding cattle

A piece of chalk opens doors

And memory inspires

Dreams of haunting illusion

Full of monsters and pyres

Wrestling with father

To be world title champion

Racing home just in time

To hear the Mickey Mouse Club anthem

The scent of your mother

Can center your world

And waiting for New Year

On the floor you lay curled

No worlds stood between us

And we stood up like kings

Nothing could stop us

All we had were our dreams


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