Goodbye childhood
No more birthday parties
No more youth choir
No more teddy bears and baby dolls
No more easy bake oven
No more hair bows
No more playing in the yard
It’s time to grow up but its really hard
It’s time to go to college and be a star
So you're family can applaud from afar
You are grown now and memories come and they go
But always remember your childhood and let you're memories grow.
Alanna Tucker
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