imaginationA Poem by TyarraRainechildren.. so young and free.. they're minds are so creative.. talking to them selves when no ones there to play with them.. pretending there is lava, so you cant touch the floor.. putting on mommy's makeup to look pretty just like her.. using shaving cream to be a man just like daddy.. wanting to grow up fast and drive a car.. crying over silly things and throwing toys on the floor.. but i have to say.. i really miss playing pretend.. pretend this !! and pretend that !! it makes your dreams come alive and it just bursts with colors.. so vivid.. so wonderfull.. just so much fun !! i think everyone misses part of their childhood.. even if it was tough at times.. it... was fun... © 2012 TyarraRaine |
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Added on March 19, 2012 Last Updated on March 23, 2012 Author
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