There are no more kids out to play

by Courtney   Jan 6, 2007


The toys are put away
No heads to kiss
The beds are made
There are no more kids out to play

No more early mornings
The days are too long
Nothing to fill the empty houses
There are no more kids out to play

Empty echoes fill the street
Laughter, memories away
The time spent here is gone
There are no more kids out to play

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  • 17 years ago

    by RainbowSlider

    I related to this poetry. Thanks for sharing.

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