children make the world go round each and every day
happy and content as they play away
bringing back the memories of all the things i did
all those years ago when i to was a kid
having lots fun doing different things
childhood memories and all that childhood brings
days on holiday with my mum and dad
playing on the beach oh what fun we had
now when i see the children it reminds me of me
when i was just a kid how it used to be
they make the world go round make life carry on
remind us of our selves when childhood days are gone
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jim56 (
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Fond past memories spawned by reminders. Lovely Jim
good old days
hi thanks for always lovely comment
Excellent write Jim
thanks for comment
You're welcome
Love. love, love this thanks for the memories and smiles.
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