Treasure Island



Pleasant, sweet and sunny is childhood
Resembling the verdant, tangled wild wood
Uncaring with its free thoughtless air
Demanding lovingly a training hand of care
Energetically tender twigs are bent and folded
Nurtured carefully, childhood is easily moulded
Carefree is art, to nature it beauty lends
Empowered by manhood, it seldom bends

Submitted: Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Edited: Thursday, February 10, 2011
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