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FonGum Mi Ekeri Ai fOun NgasanGas

chuukese local song/kose pwã me neran/

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Through A Long
 Closed Window Of Before
Hopscotch chalk dust
coloring the winds of time
sing song jump rope ditties
echo in tiny leaps
allee...allee..in free 
now a prisoner of the past
swings creak in the wee hours
rousing old ones
from their sleep only to find
loose shutters the cause
the smells of bubble gum
and bologna still linger
deep in nostrils flaring
Giggles and hiccups
and squeals in breathy sopranos
play a melody in my yester-ear
Bubbles that never broke...
blown years ago still hold
shimmering dreams of the
what ifs that became whatever
a tattered old teddy bear
still looking bewildered
at where I've gone
staring out
from some landfill pocket
deep beneath yesterday's
treasures compiled
Bike rides still thrill me
with the rush of wind
the unpedaled free falls
and the swoop...swoop..
of the front wheel
in wide arcs dancing before me...
Playing house was easier
when it was only make believe
and mud pies tasted
a whole lot better then crow.
snowflakes were edible delights,
falling prey to
waiting tongues extended
raindrops made puddle-licous stages
where bare footing
Fred and Ginger Juniors
danced lightly across
rainbow-tinted oil slick water
and memories were much fresher
then these stale recollections
now squatting in the 
cupboard of my mindThrough A Long
 Closed Window Of Before
Hopscotch chalk dust
coloring the winds of time
sing song jump rope ditties
echo in tiny leaps
allee...allee..in free 
now a prisoner of the past
swings creak in the wee hours
rousing old ones
from their sleep only to find
loose shutters the cause
the smells of bubble gum
and bologna still linger
deep in nostrils flaring
Giggles and hiccups
and squeals in breathy sopranos
play a melody in my yester-ear
Bubbles that never broke...
blown years ago still hold
shimmering dreams of the
what ifs that became whatever
a tattered old teddy bear
still looking bewildered
at where I've gone
staring out
from some landfill pocket
deep beneath yesterday's
treasures compiled
Bike rides still thrill me
with the rush of wind
the unpedaled free falls
and the swoop...swoop..
of the front wheel
in wide arcs dancing before me...
Playing house was easier
when it was only make believe
and mud pies tasted
a whole lot better then crow.
snowflakes were edible delights,
falling prey to
waiting tongues extended
raindrops made puddle-licous stages
where bare footing
Fred and Ginger Juniors
danced lightly across
rainbow-tinted oil slick water
and memories were much fresher
then these stale recollections
now squatting in the 
cupboard of my mind

FonGum Mi Ekeri Ai fOun NgasanGas

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