SUMMERS PAST

SUMMERS PAST

A Poem by Lori

CLIMBING TREES
SKINNED UP KNEES
THE SMELL OF FRESH MOWED GRASS
ROLLER SKATES WITH BIG YELLOW WHEELS
SHOWING OFF RACING DOWN HILLS
PLAYING GAMES OF TRUTH OR DARE
FALLING FROM TREES BUT YOU DON'T CARE
BARBIE AND KEN MAKING OUT
MOM WALKS IN STARTS FREAKING OUT
BEE STINGS AND MOSQUITO BITES
ALL THOSE SILLY CHILDHOOD FIGHTS
FIREWORKS THAT LIGHT THE SKY
TRICKING LITTLE SIS INTO EATING MUD PIE
PEELING A SUNBURN WAS OH SO COOL
HEY, NO RUNNING AT THE POOL
BOYS WERE ROTTEN
GIRLS WERE DANDY
POP ROCKS AND THAT HARD ROCK CANDY
SLINKYS AND SILLY PUDDY
RUNNING THROUGH SPRINKLERS
GETTING MUDDY
AND THE SMELL OF FRESH MOWED GRASS
COUNTING THE DAYS TIL SCHOOL STARTS AGAIN
TOO BAD CHILDHOOD HAS TO END

© 2012 Lori


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Added on September 29, 2012
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Lori
Lori

Anaheim, CA



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My two favorite poets are Emily Dickensin and Edgar Allan Poe. I draw,paint,sculpt and now I'm giving poetry a whirl. I love animals and only eat free range chicken and fish on occassion and pkan to g.. more..

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