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While Children Play
Brian L Davis |
Looking through the eyes of a child
I feel humble, meek, and mild
Seeing things as they do
Makes your life brand new
You start feeling young again
As you remember an old friend
How you use to play and fight
And dream of far away places all night
Remembering how simple life was
Having unconditional love
How you wanted to keep hush
About your first crush
Remember how akward you felt
The first hand you held
And got your first kiss
From a pretty little miss
Putting all that aside
What about the first time you lied
And if you were caught
The lesson you would be taught
Do you remember when
You betrayed a friend
Remember those teenage years
All your bravery and fears
Looking back I remember all the fun
But now it's better with my grandson
My granddaughters are also great
They have cured me of hate
Their the reason for this poem
They make my life so warm
And if I live to be old and gray
I know that I can truthly say
I'm in heaven while children play |
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