Posted by alilee, Sep 28, 2014. 683 views. ID = 6758
This post was written in 25 minutes.
when I was small, what I recall
is hazy in my mind
unsure of what, is real or not
A walk in snow, so long ago
with feet encased in boots
the crunchy sound, upon the ground
At school in May, queen for a day
lipstick upon my face
a maypole dance, with ribbons prance
or woodland walk, excited talk
as bluebells carpet ground
their sea of blue, is quite a view
captured as images I see
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