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THOSE DAYS (my fondest childhood memories)
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JOURNAL#17 I love those days
you know the ones
when your Barbi's were royal princesses
and your best baby dolls were your sons
being a child was just so much fun
there was just so much to imagine
(pretend)
even when you were alone
all by myself I could create a family
where I was the ageless matriarch
or I was Livingston the ultra famous girl
explorer
anxious to make upon the world my unforgettable
mark
the world of wonder was my playground
though I was not permitted to leave my mother's
back yard
yet from no area of vast possibilities was my
imagination barred
I was the strictest Grandma when the neighborhood
children and I played house
but I read bed time stories to my little ones
about gingerbread men,
Cinderella and the lion and the mouse
why children looked up to me even way back then
like I was someone more than just special with
my brilliantly wicked grin
they always would ask me what shall we play today?
How about ancient cave dwellers or better yet
spelunkers I'd laugh and say
or maybe we could play school and you could be
the teacher
because you're the smartest girl I know
Dear Brenda always believed this
even though I was lying just because I wanted to
play the part of the pupil
Prank pulling Joe
I fondly wonder from time to time
whatever happened to all those wonderful
play mates of mine
who long ago grew up
and do they wonder about me from time to time
like I do them
appearing in my dreams
all fun and child like again
its so very nice mentally looking them up
all of you should try it yourselves sometime!........
(Nov. 2, 1997)
