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|1 year ago :: May 12, 2012 - 8:00AM #1|
In wonder and laughter my childhood days
Frolicked within a security fence,
Christopher Robinesque thoughts formed a maze
For endless adventures, sylvan suspense.
Our three bedroom box backed up to a farm
With fields and barns and a pile of manure,
Tall fence sternly stood protecting from harm
But could not repel the growing allure
That called from the fields, "Child come and explore!",
So I and my friends strong fence we did breach
Running and racing through acres of corn
Certain we'd barely escaped farmer's reach.
Now as I sit at my desk I desire
To once again hear the call of that choir.
This is a part of my collection of illustrated poems that I invite you to check out:
These are best viewed in your adobe reader under "full screen mode".
|1 year ago :: May 12, 2012 - 5:38PM #2|
awesome am going to check it!!