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child at heartat the heart of a child innocence and a trusting nature to follow one's path led on by a good friend to where the road never ends spaghetti sandwiches leggo's and an imagination that knows no end everything is so new and wonders hold so true many fascinations of the world riding my bike climbing our backyard tree.. swinging on a tire swing glimpses into the sun cherry kool-aid bologna sandwiches playing hide and seek run run run meeting up with friends to where the journey never ends.. being naughty at times sneaking a cigarette back behind the alley and daydream over sweet sweet Sally.. the mysteries we had were those of innocent lads and the child becomes a man and the man looks back in wonder..over the years that pass in days of thunder.. By Rick Weber December 28, 2010 copywritten Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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