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Happy Childhood Memories (Dizain)
Everytime the rain falls from the sky
It brings back happy childhood memories,
I played outside and watched the birds fly by
Warmed my heart and made my soul feel at ease,
Playing in the rain, was pleasing to me
The scent of flowers, lingered in the air,
Rain would flow through my long, curly blond hair,
After it had stopped, there'd be a rainbow,
Running in the wet grass, with feet so bare,
All happy childhood memories still flow.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
July.19/2005
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