Little dreams,
Dancing toes,
Snapping fingers,
Twinkling eyes.
Giggly laughter,
Naughty thoughts,
Hidden mischief,
Merry heart.
Tender worries,
Jubilant hopes,
Petition prayers,
Good behaviours.
Childhood chuckle
Never forgotten.
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2 comments:
Sweet! :-)
nice poem :) captures all the beauty of childhood :) poetry is surely shooting a video without a camera.
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