Childhood Relived

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Little girl squeals fly
High up to the very top
Floor, then bounce back
And up the stairs again
Hand in hand, hair
Swinging, shoes off, they
Twirl until the world
Spins with them
Falling, falling, red cheeks
Upon the cold, bumpy
Floor, eyes wide open
Mouths laughing hysterically
Arm in arm, safe in
Numbers. Happiness
Abounds.
Heaven…





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