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Many years ago A little girl walked Sand squishing between her toes In the corner Of her baby blues A pebble so fine caught her eye It was smooth Bright flecks of gold Glistened in her soft...
MTV and rock star jeans, With madonna, prince and Queen. We loved their styles, their songs and tastes. But some of our clothing - what a waste.
I'm sitting here by the kitchen table typing words to the sound of a TV from another room. In front of the TV is the woman I love, laying, half asleep.
I can remember back in the day When technology wasn't exactly au fait A personal stereo, the gadget to wear With headphones that would obscure your hair A hi-fi system the length of the room With six...
© ZuperZed I promised you a story about my favourite toy. The one I used to sleep with, brought me lots of joy. Not time for dirty thoughts now, it's not that kind of toy.
While having a few hours too kill this afternoon, and playing the £0.02 arcade game with the baby, trying my hardest to make my £1 worth of 2ps last. When I noticed a gold bullion bar in the £0.10p.
You never think about how close you are to being a grown up until its almost here. To me graduation and jobs and everything was so far away,distant and nothing to worry about.
We were so perfect when we're were together. Everything in the world seemed better, everything was beautiful. We were so perfect, once upon a time.
Pedal pushers and crop tops, Good ole Doc Martens filled the shops. Lego hair was big back then, With colourful springs ..
Your young still, my dear child There's a world ahead of you You have yet to see it all So don't you rush on through We know you want to be adult And able to do as you please But slow yourself a...
This must be growing up Because I've lost The sparkle from my eyes, The radiance from my skin, The joy from my heart, The light from within.
Standing on the beach. Water at my toes. Aroma of the salty sea. Drifting past my nose. Sounds of children playing. Castles in the sand. Lovely blue and cloudless sky. The ice cream seller's stand.
Do you remember. Friends forever Just so clever When we were together Take over the world With our hair in tight curls Ate candy till we hurled Just two little girls Do you remember.
Tankards full of beer, Pewter stained and sodden. I miss pubs how they used to be... Now they've gone all modern. I long for that brewed beer.
The 50s brought us Bermuda shorts, ballet flats and pedal pushers. The 60's were no better, bell bottoms, go-go boots and beehives. The 70's were all denim, denim, denim.
Last summer we stole the ocean, Kept it away in a jar. That way when we left the beach The memory wouldn't be far. We watched it swirl and crash around, For only our eyes to see.
I miss my childhood so much. Childhood was when I couldn't reach the table, Then someone would pick me up.
When you are at playgroup u hate it but when you leave it you miss it When you are at nursery u hate it but when you leave it you miss it When you are at primary u hate it but when you leave it you...
We went round to his house today, It was empty yet again. He'd gone out, yet again, Forgetting we were coming. He forgets everything these days. His house is a shrine to the past.
This place I've known for way too long has taken me and pulled me along I'm stuck just like a nail to wood and can find the time that had once stood for when I become so old and grey I want to...
We all say 'Gosh, I'd love to live in the 60's.' or 'Life was so easy in 1992.' or something along those lines when we get all nostalgic. But what's so wrong with enjoying right now.
When I grow up I used to say That I couldn't wait For that big day When I'd be a man Earning his pay That was the plan I was on my way But had I known now What I didn't then I wouldn't have rushed...
A coolness to the air, A stiffness to the breeze, A host of thoughts and spiderwebs, Of childhood memories.
Dear T. Well it's been a while. I'm still writing letters and I hope that despite the odds this one reaches you. It was your birthday a few weeks ago. I only realised today...my bad.