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Childhood Memories
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Old Poetry (Pre-2002) Childhood Memories
Lying on our backs beneath the ceiling
Sunlight slanted through the leaves
And Danced the Fairy jig of healing
Through the fallen pine it weaves
To caress the face of the child’s dreams
Who pretends to float amongst the clouds
And oh the breeze does carry a memory
Of little girls in grass stained jeans
Who can still savor the sweetness really
Of old rocking tire swings
And the blooming scent of heady pine
Pockets full of wild flowers and slimy toads
Savoring the sweetness of a memory of mine
Thankfully beyond the sweep of the roads
Winding through the Carolina hills
My home where the babbling brook never stills.
