I cast my mind back,
To those childhood times,
Of fairy tales,
And nursery rhymes,
Snuggled up,
Beneath the warm covers,
Blowing a kiss,
To my wonderful mother,
Saying my prayers,
Before going to sleep,
Dreaming sweet dreams,
Playing hide and seek,
Having the giggles,
With wonderful friends,
Days at the beach,
Not wanting to end,
Those were the days,
I keep close to heart,
If only to go,
Right back to the start,
Of a wonderful childhood,
I'll never regain,
A wonderful longing,
To relive them again.
Jayne Louise Davies
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