RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Simplicity Of Childhood - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Happy, standing in days of yesterday, feeling the gentle
love of parental caring.
Living in the simplicity, purity and innocence of child-
hood, never having to worry about anything.
Grown-ups dealt with everything, leaving me free to play
with my dolls, sisters, and later on with my brother.
A total experience of family, enjoying the closeness we
had because of Mom and her loving embrace of all of us.
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