Poem -
Sorely Missed
O for the time again,
To run across the grass,
Clamour in the rain,
To play ball, break glass.
O for the stolen fruits,
Wooden swords, old bikes,
Sandlots, dusty salutes,
Campfires & summer hikes.
Weary adulthood,
Where lost is all that joy?
Dear childhood,
The most sorely missed toy.
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