Childhood Poem by Venice Roberts
Childhood
He just wants to go outside and play
This is what he lives for everyday
Grass stains and blood,
Rolling around in the mud
Not a care in the world
Doesn't have to worry about a job
He just likes his corn on the cob
So peaceful, not a care in the world
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