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Sitting on a bench,
Not a comfortable one,
In a public park,
It was not dark.
As I was thinking of invention,
Something caught my attention,
It was a boy,
Quite a small boy,
Playing with joy,
With his toy.

Tears trickled down,
My cheeks, I looked down,
Upon the green ground,
Remembered an old wound.
That wound of emotion,
Stopped all my motion.
Seeing the child play,
Made me sad, this way,
I was not being cruel.
But had been a fool,
Fool in the sense,
Which is quite dense.

I wanna re-live my childhood,
If only be possible, it could!



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Sparkle1pops This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 1, 2013 at 3:55 pm
Hola! I like that,but I would reword your last line :)
 
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