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Filled with a warm glow
recalling untroubled times
when we were children
.
by Scooj
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Filled with a warm glow
recalling untroubled times
when we were children
.
by Scooj
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I long for those dunes
eyes shut and buzzing insects
in the distance, waves
.
by Scooj
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Cold winter shower
after house football at school
sadistic teachers
.
by Scooj
Two wicker baskets
filled with childhood adventures
it’s hard to let go.
by Scooj
Childhood cornerstone
and mother of my best friend
go well Mrs R
by Scooj
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Emaciated
attic refugees, unseen
but never unloved.
.
by Scooj
Break times spent contained
in ‘the pen’. You lot are Spurs
we’ll be The Arsenal.
by Scooj
My grandparent’s house
was a second home to me
where childish dreams thrived.
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Tired of childish games
Dolly cuts loose, adventures
on the horizon.
by Scooj
I want my childhood
back; to spend carefree Summers
with those who have gone.
by Scooj