stacey berry


Chasing Childhood


I had a ream last night,
Where i saw childhood run away,
I chased it til' i could no more,
And everything faded to grey.
What happened to the picnics,
Cotton Candy at the fair,
Nobody goes anymore,
Too busy to even care.
Where are the dress-up clothes,
Trips for ice cream after school,
Now we're doing homewrok,
Or pretending not to, If you're cool.
I woke up the next morning,
Wondering why i was so blue,
And i realized it was no dream,
I let childhood go too soon!

Submitted: Thursday, May 07, 2009

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  • Antonio Liao (5/8/2009 12:12:00 AM)

    beautiful....emotion settled in a dream
    good for the emotion a luggage enthrone
    in thy heart relief...a 10+++++++ (Report) Reply

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