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Hot summer days spent in the backyard!.
Laughs, and cries, nothing ever seemed so hard
we played in the streets until the sun had nearly died!.
Kickball and Frisbee, anything we could decide!.
Swing from the willow tree, until the branches divide!.
Swarm through the creek, until snakes arrive!.
We would run and scream, terror in our eyes,
Then laugh it all of, like we never even cried!.
Journeys we survived, and pinky swears we tied!.
No worries or stress, childhood was so pleasant!.
Then one day we grew up, and pain conquers our present!.
Emotional disaster, the idea of "fun" no longer exist in our eyes
Childhood memories are lingering in our souls,
But they wont return, just way to old
We forget the thought of peace, and quiet,
And get to use to the fast pace life of riot
We must relive those memories of joy and relief!.
And put behind all of the heartache and grief
No worries about this stressful life,
It will only make us helpless and full of strife!.
I'll take one day out just to be a kid again
And smile at the sight of happiness in my heartWww@QuestionHome@Com

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