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Full


full is what i am

never have i been fullier

time passes by without a care in the world

never stopping only pushing faster and faster

as i lay beyond the stairs i wonder where the time has gone

where is the sippy cup and blanky that i loved so much why did it slip away

where is my light up shoes and winny the poo shirt

where has my first tooth gone and my cookies for santa claus

where has my recese gone and swinging on the swings

where did my hairless face go where did elementary go

how have i grown so tall when and will i touch the sky

how come i walk the halls with my head held high

when did scooters and bikes become cars and trucks

when did music become my life

what was marching band like

what is high school like

when will i learn to lose

when will i learn to never be become miscued

as my life paint my picture on the neverending canvus

i reflect apon lifes hurdels that i have jumped and landed

i realise that we are never finely done untill we fall and lose the race

i cherish my life an all the great many more memories to come

i just know that it will be a long many laps untill i pass the baton and my

final race done.

 

 
 
 
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