I remember lying in bed young,small thing
Naive and clueless with a colorful smile that could sing
Always up for adventures and fun
Child, little boy the called who jumped at the sound
He ran around in creation and bliss of this world
happy go lucky, twirl, twirl,twirl
But once the boy took a dip at the sea
He fell in fast, way too deep
His legs grew big, his brain grew smart
his eyes were open and smile tart
The surface he came and took in air
The lil boy you saw was never seen again
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Poetry
PoetryPoetry from where people don't wanna go. Poems, where people don't wanna hear. These are the unread poems they push in their closet at night. These are the poems that hide underneath their shoes. These are those poems they ignore And these are the p...
