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A LONG LONG TIME AGO

Make me laugh make me smile 

Tell me stories I heard as a little child 

Take me back to those good old days  

When having fun was found 

In simplest of ways 

Like playing in the sand 

With two sticks and a rock

Finding an empty cigarette box

And turning it into a truck 

Watching leaves race down the stream 

Having the time of your life 

When mommy buys you ice cream 

Playing cricket and soccer 

In the blazing sun 

Then out of the blue sky 

The rain begins to fall 

Feeling the sting of the rain

On your face 

Yet holding your cricket bat 

Close to your waist 

Thoughts of an old man 

Of days gone by 

Reliving those playful days 

Of when I was a child.

By

Wilford Barker.

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Tony Taylor

Dear Sir!!.......... thank you for this......... the most beautiful glimpse into the soul of the author I have had the pleasure of reading............ this is a truly beautiful reflection and memory of the author himself............I cannot tell you how much the honesty of this piece moved me........... made me feel like I knew you a bit better............. thank you Sir Barker!!...........a gorgeous piece of poetry............. well done brother!!............. smiles................T xo

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Wilford Barker

Sir Tony.. Once more I am experiencing  that childlike feelings with your Wonderful comment.. Thanks my friend.. My home Guyana was on my mind, and those days when I was ignorant of the now dreaded responsibilities of life, and that unbeatable monster called " Bills " lol..

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