Back HomeA Poem by MonnersDrum beats Kick, Skip Melody in your head Takes you back to summer days Where cherries were 24-7 And the sprinkler could occupy you for hours And the playground down the street was better than any theme park... And the ball in the front yard was better than any video game could be. I want you to understand me, My roots. To go back with me and stare at the sky The clouds make magnificent shapes I'll show you A castle, a spaceship, a zebra Magic no magician could create You're the voice constantly in my head Reminder that I need you To find you And see my soul in your eyes My heart in your hands Cliche, but true You are my past, present, and future My best friend So come with me Take my hand And see my world. © 2008 MonnersFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on July 21, 2008 Last Updated on September 15, 2008 AuthorMonnersChicago, ILAboutI'm 22 and like the environment. Lets101 Quizzes - blog quizzes www.myspace.com/ifyouretheshoreimthewaves more..Writing
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