We used to play with the American woman's sons Jamal, Ali, and Faisal, We were little kids at that time, We used to pick the best boys and the best girls to play together, We used to play in the Patos Orchard, It was mostly in Summertime because all schools used to shut down, My mother used to make all of us sandwiches, It was the football games that we used to have at that time, Some used to be in ' Hide and Seek ' groups, I took part in all games at that time, Some of us were naughty boys because they used to climb the high walls Over there, We used to dig deep pits to sit in them and we used to protect Ourselves from the the hot sun, I liked all the boys and all the girls who participated in all Different games, We used to pick some fruits and some vegetables from the Patos Orchard to eat them with our food, There were many funny things shared together by us because we used to Be one team and one family, It was a pretty life to be with your friends and some of your Relatives, There were some camels, there were some cows, there some cats and Some dogs in the Patos Orchard's stables, There was an artesian well that used to be the source of our water, It was a different place in which we used to spend much of our time, Our childhood was a source of creativity and was the path towards a Pretty choice of our future's life.

Submitted: Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Topic of this poem: love

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