Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Brooke's First Poem.

The wind blows and I feel the freedom I felt as a child. This feeling is like no other and can not be felt in the city. The memories come back as I feel the chilly breeze on my face. Some things can never be replaced or duplicated and this feeling is one of them. You never forget meaningful things from your childhood. Sometimes they are small and make others laugh at what means so much to you but they are times that make you happy to remember how free you felt back then. As a child you feel no worries or burdens. How often  can you say you feel that now? I am mearly a teenager and not a day goes by that is 100% worry free.


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