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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Children's >> ID #565766  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
When I Was Young
Remembering those early Sunday mornings...
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Childhood memories

Shared with my sister.

Woke up early

On Sunday mornings

She'd grab the box-

Life cereal.

I'd turn on the TV.

No lights on,

Still dark outside.

Bathed in the glow,

Our favorite cartoon.

Jem was excitement!

Glamour!

Fashion and

Fame!

The pink-haired diva and her group,

We knew her songs

And sang along.

Munching cereal,

Watching the drama unfold.

How I miss

Those Sunday mornings,

When it was just me

And my sister awake.
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