Sean Hart

Childhood

I like to run around in circles until I fall down
I like to hold my breath until my face turns red
I like to get ice cream all over my face
I like to tumble head over heels down hills
I like to wake up early on weekends to watch cartoons
I like to smile, just because
Always remember that it's never to late to be a kid

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 1, 2005

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  • Kelly Moy (11/23/2005 2:03:00 AM)

    i used to do that too. it was fun -the centripetal motion and noticing how your body angles toward the center of the circle

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