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The Games of Childhood

The games of childhood
Tease my mind;
In my children’s play,
It’s mine I find.
A gleeful view
Of moments past;
A hint of regret
That the moments don’t last.
Moments lost,
Now found again
In playful chatter
And games of pretend.
This moment to cherish
And tuck away…
We’ll remember together
Some future day.

A.D.W. 2009