My ChildhoodA Poem by Melissa KeseadRemember being a kid and everything was okay, no matter what?I sit here thinking about my childhood mischevious times the bad, the good jumping rope hide and seek swimming naked in a creek learning all the reasons why some say hello, some say goodbye loving people hating too receiving kisses because I was blue getting babied when I was sick being favorite getting first pick raising a fuss when I didn't get my way having a picnic on a sunny day wearing new dresses with bows in my hair being a tomboy saying "I don't care" climbing trees playing in a puddle getting my hair brushed loving to cuddle growing older one day at a time knowing that all these memories are mine © 2009 Melissa KeseadReviews
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4 Reviews Added on March 16, 2009 AuthorMelissa KeseadKey West, FLAboutI am a wife and mother of two young children who give me ideas for books constantly. I live in Key West, Florida and when I'm not writing I enjoy fishing, lobstering and being on the water whenever p.. more..Writing
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