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Back To A Boy.
Contributed by
soapy
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Friday, 2nd May 2008 @ 07:12:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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Going back to when I was a boy,
To climb a tree was one great joy.
I felt the muscles in my arms and legs,
My blood flowing fast to the last dregs.
Adrenaline pumped through my veins so fast,
In my imagination I was climbing a ship's mast.
On reaching the top of the high tree,
I was bitterly disappointed there was no sea.
Scrambling quickly down from on high,
There was a satisfaction; I had nearly reached the sky.
Yes it was great fun to be a boy,
Trees and climbing my one great joy.
Why did I have to grow to an adult?
To climb a tree now is like an assault.
In my dreams I still climb trees,
Deeply breathing in the fresh breeze.
In the mornings when I awake,
I realise my tree climbing is just a fake.
And I am tempted to go into the wood,
To climb a tree as I feel I should.
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Re: Back To A Boy.
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by Jenni_K on
Saturday, 3rd May 2008 @ 06:23:49 AM AEST
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Ahh great memories eh!! I recall climbing trees...and enjoying it...until on day I slid all the way down a wet tree trunk and had my entire front scraped...(Thank God I was just a kid)... Thanks for sharing this...
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Re: Back To A Boy.
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by Zork on
Saturday, 3rd May 2008 @ 08:33:01 AM AEST
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I was a big tree climbing enthusiast myself.
Good Poem |
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Re: Back To A Boy.
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by Arijadna77 on
Friday, 23rd May 2008 @ 09:45:32 PM AEST
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| Ah,so sweet and touchy!But little sadness in the end.We all wish to be kids forever,enjoy peace....nice work. |
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