Childhood a wonderfull theme. When I was young I played a lot with cars, but also with dolls. I had a great childhood and my parents (thank God they are still alive) were the most loving and caring humans I know. I had a brother, but ... he died for almost 17 yrs at the age of 34 on lungcancer. I had only him, one older brother, so now I am the only child living of our family. I am now 48 and I remember that I cried when I became 35, I (the youngest of two brothers) had become older then my brother. It was an unpleasant day, but also a day for thanksgiving, because I could be there for my parents.
good ones too, I am still
in my childhood
with a lot of love
and nice thoughts about him
For The Gooseberry Garden: Poetry Picnic week 13
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