Old Days

Old Days

A Poem by AntMan91

Youth, Days when your right foot became your life and ur left became your right, When your food was made , and you don't have to worry about washing your dishes, Days when your mom picks you up from school, And your clothes are all washed, When your see things but you don't know  Whats , going on, Day when your bike came with 3 or 4 wheeles , Yea Man, I remember those day, The Youth Days

© 2012 AntMan91


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Added on January 3, 2012
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A Poem by AntMan91