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CHILDHOOD
a little sleep, a heavy snore
adrenaline making my memories sore
the adventures of yesterday continues today
it’s a call, a cry for mayday
our mischievousness is never enough
for we return home looking rough
haggard, sick and dirty
so filthy, legs looking dusty or muddy
the disappearing act when called for a chore
looking forward to the smell of petrichor
childhood comes with lots of blessings
moulding us for life’s lessons
a kite to uphold the sky
a truth is better than a lie
unending display of foolishness
our heads are filled with too much madness
in infancy we behold our path
waking up and folding our mat
a blessing once more for staying alive
eagerness drives us to thrive and survive
@talk2leigh
(twitter & insta)
8:18am
27 Nov 2023
© tonyseunleigh
adrenaline making my memories sore
the adventures of yesterday continues today
it’s a call, a cry for mayday
our mischievousness is never enough
for we return home looking rough
haggard, sick and dirty
so filthy, legs looking dusty or muddy
the disappearing act when called for a chore
looking forward to the smell of petrichor
childhood comes with lots of blessings
moulding us for life’s lessons
a kite to uphold the sky
a truth is better than a lie
unending display of foolishness
our heads are filled with too much madness
in infancy we behold our path
waking up and folding our mat
a blessing once more for staying alive
eagerness drives us to thrive and survive
@talk2leigh
(twitter & insta)
8:18am
27 Nov 2023
© tonyseunleigh
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