By: Alozie Ngozi Eudora
Level: 1
(4 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5)
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I muse at my tender age;
How innocent I was;
I thought of the tender care;
Rendered by my parents;
How playful I used to be;
All the friends I had around me;
Rolled all day in the dirt;
Mom always willing to clean up.
How well I used to sleep;
Cradled in mom’s lap;
Before I’m laid in my bed;
Oh my virgin heart;
That bore not a single grudge;
A worry free brain;
Free from immorality;
Adulthood crept in;
Daily struggle for survival;
For relevance;
Mom and Dad have let go;
No more training wheels;
Heart polluted with grudges and rancor;
My brain lined with worries, aims and goals.
Let’s start over;
May I be free again?
Childhood is indeed the sweetest;
May I be born again?
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Alozie Ngozi Eudora is a gentle lady looking to impact her generation with her positivity…
Author: Steps to Victory Zone
I really like this keep on moving great grace is ur portion nothing can stop u my dear Eudora
Childhood is a period of time when you feel very free with every mankind on earth,whether dangerous or good. A time of no worries about the future. A time you pick your friends ignorantly. And a time that shall never come by again. Wish to experience those free minded days again,but it’s all over and can never come by again when you proceed to adulthood.