Monday, September 26, 2011

#4. (Re-Write Different Format)
time goes by without my knowledge
the day is bright and young yet I feel old and frail
weighed down by the constant call of school work
i look across the road
in plain sight are two young boys jumping in leave piles
i have a constant reminder of the simple joys i now miss
where has the time gone?
what is to come for me in the future?
take me back to the days of my youth

1 comment:

  1. I like this a lot. The only suggestion that I have is to perhaps describe the boys jumping in the leaves with a little bit more sadness/description, so that the reader has a better sense of what you miss about your childhood.

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