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Memories
Memories of the days
When life was so unreal
You could run through green pastures
With pickers poking at your heels
When you were too young to know
What was right and what was wrong
When you would tell your mommy
What you had done all day long
Days were fulfilled one by one
There was nothing to worry about
You were having too much fun
A child with dreams beyond the sky
Dreams that she thought and hoped, would never die
Time stood still
When she roamed the earth
Everyone would stop and stare
They’d been watching her since birth
A child so precious and fresh
No one could imagine how much she was loved
Memories, some good others not too bad
A gift from god
One that no one could have
An angel so special
She was sent from above
To let us know that we were loved.
08-29-1990
© Jennifer Swanson
