Child's Play.
Let's giggle with the fair head boys. A younger hand in yours in the earnest of playing. Forgotten is the sorrows and worries as innocent eyes look up at yours. Let the hero's and villains take over the room. For you are the keeper of this fragile young being in which you play. Rewind your year's elder through the incarnation of the child's imagination.
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A Reflection of Poems Or Retrospective?
PoetryA ramble and collection of my thoughts. Most Light hearted, some are a reflection of different shades I have known. Some are my heart strings talking so please care for yourself if they are based in sorrow.
