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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 27, 2018

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Submitted: September 27, 2018



Circling around

Round about 

Tiptoe through the toad

Running through the field


Walked beside paved road

Quiet afternoon ground

Played along the way

On the side of playground


Side through the ladder

Seesaw up and down

Pass through iron jungle

As we twirl around


Sand filling playground box

As we build our life

Jingling our childhood

Right in the feels


Flying kites

Floating softly beside paper plane

Enjoying afternoon wind

Beneath the orange sky


Colored pages

With the pencil I trusted

And bubble soap

Gently blown away


Spread our hand

As we walk or run

Walk above cement wall

Balance through our way


I know such kid myself

Back into backward time

To form now what I live

Even to this day

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