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Ode to childhood

There were times of utter joy,  

The only question was how?

Not when or where or what or why,

The only time was now.

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If only I kicked hard enough,

I was sure I could really fly,

And bolt through the cloudy fluff,

To rise and touch the sky.

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I’d build empires with blocks for bricks,

Ride race cars in boxes of ply,

Fight wars with swords made of sticks,

And it wasn’t a shame to cry.

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To hide for hours and never be found,

And  hatch a perfect ploy.

Then chase for miles, silly bugs around,

Of dirt, never be coy.

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Days were long and nights were bliss,  

Never too tired to try,

Dad’s warm hugs and mommy’s kiss

Were enough to soothe a sigh.

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I’ll fill my mind with that memory

When its time to shut my eye,

And save that ounce of youth in me,

A bit of childhood till I die.

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©Sai

Pic by Robert Collins

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Written by Sai

When thoughts began to rhyme,
And lines found a heartbeat,
I transformed from a dentist to a poet.

Que sera sera

Dripping of Dreams