As the days go

May 4, 2012
By , Paola, KS
I was sitting in my crib
Quiet at play
Seeing childish whims.

I’m a teen with a dream
To find my way
As I figure life’s scheme.

I don’t know
But if things go right,
I’ll be old, and ready to go.

And now, my friend,
I say good bye, for this is the end.

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