Poem -

Childhood fun

Childhood fun

We run in the rain
with our mouth wide opened
Play in the mud
cos we think its fun to
It’s the joy of being free

we race through meadows
with our hands waving high
raising dust in the air
cos we’re so happy
it’s the joy of being free

Building castles out of sand
Drawing maps to hide our tressure
Do dressing rehearsal with mum and dad’ things
Sharing great ideas
Confidently discussing our glorious plans for earth Β 
It’s the joy of being free

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