Dreaming About Childhood Fun and Joy
My tricycle was my pride and joy,
It was my favorite mobile toy.
My wheels were always there ready to roam,
With joy I’d circled the block and scoot back home.
My childhood tricycle meant fun was waiting there,
A joyride around the block eased my childhood cares.
And now that I’m old and grey,
I ease my aches and pains thinking about,
those joyful tricycling days.
Copyright 2017 Booming Bobville the practical poet…
and may you always be and fresh blooming with fun and joy.
P.S. To ease the cares of your day,
take a little time to dream about,
the fun and joy,
of your favorite childhood play!
Copyright 2017 Booming Bobville the practical poet
and may you always be fresh blooming with fun and joy.
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