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TenDo you remember when?… Life was so tender and skies were azure blue and the lazy, hazy summer evenings seem to be made just for you. A cool breeze flowed through the mulberry trees, as you lie in the tall green grass and watched the fluffy white clouds change shapes like white melting glass. The intoxicating aroma from a nearby lilac bush, the distinctive sound of a hummingbird in it's florescent plumage of delight and the hues of brilliant color as the sun began it's evening flight. Night shadows appear on the garden wall, as the crickets began their musical ball. Your mother calls… It's time to come in! Do you remember when you were ten? Jackie R. Kays Copyright…2004 Vote for this poem
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