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Oct 25, 2022
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School Days
Oh, to be a child again at play
On the yard outside the gate.
Running freely every day,
For recess, I could not wait.
The time to gallop under the sun,
WIth all my power,
I did leap and run,
For the entire recess hour.
Childhood days in my mind remain,
When on the playground, I did reign.
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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Geezer
2 years 8 months ago
Yeah...
I was thinking about how carefree and full of energy when I was a child, and now I can barely manage to get dressed quickly, without running out of breath. You paint a wistful picture of yourself, sitting on the sidelines, looking at the children playing in the sun and wishing. Simple and plain words to give us a picture of long ago. Nice work, ~ Geezer.
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Rosewood Apothecary
2 years 8 months ago
And they also reside in my memories
It’s very nostalgic piece. It’s fun and it playful but there’s loss there. Loss of youth and purity. Loss of blissful ignorance.
I used a photo of a playground for a three song album I released this year. Had the old stainless steel slide. The title track is in fact called “The Slide” and all three songs are basically about self awareness and finding new direction and youthful joy again.
This is a theme I really feel connected to.
Awesome job,
Tim
Rula
2 years 8 months ago
I think
anyone can relate to this piece Gogi.
Who doesn't long for those happy days.
Much appreciation to you and your quill.
RoseBlack
2 years 8 months ago
Certainly relatable
I often think back to my childhood/school day and long for those moments where my biggest worry was who was going to get the swings first at recess. Well done!