Tuesday 30 March 2010

Year One

Memory is lost to me,
The screaming is gone
And the slapping lost
Just the same, moments
Seem long past and I
Am fallen compared to
Youthful energy complete,
I was an explorer, I was
A conqueror so supreme,
All was under my legs
That were so powerful,
I was a crusader against
Carpet and shelf alike,
Nothing was too tall
Or too large for thy
Own might so greatly
Thought long ago past.

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