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Memories To Be
The sounds of olden rhymes
to pass away the times
of Wynken, Blynken and Nod
when too young to be shod
before the porridge
and now the picket fence
has gone to dust
with memories to be
and a pocketful of lint
wondering where the time went
to pass away the times
of Wynken, Blynken and Nod
when too young to be shod
before the porridge
and now the picket fence
has gone to dust
with memories to be
and a pocketful of lint
wondering where the time went
Published 3rd Jul 2022
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3rd Jul 2022 7:31pm
A super cool lovely poem. I enjoyed reading it. Thumbs up.
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.
3rd Jul 2022 8:17pm
