Clean Fun Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Clean Fun



Listening to echoes, recalling their memories from past years, growing up in a large family.
Always having something going on, never a dull or boring moment.
Being poor, but never letting that stop us from finding good, clean fun every weekend.

Monday, October 14, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: family,fun,memories
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I am who I am - you're not. 6/18/11.
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