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My Childhood
October 22, 2015
I come from a play room,
and rose perfume.
From a golden band,
and cinnamon.
I come from Great Grandma,
and moth balls.
From Knight road,
and dark woods.
I come from back yard,
and dad’s voice.
From God is real,
and mom’s back seat.
I come from cookies,
and clean as you go.
From strawberries,
and a small open pine cone.
From be a lady,
And my have you grown.
© Carollynn G., Hawthorne, NY
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