she's my memories.
She's my door into
lost temporarily.
She takes me back,
to the place I was,
When I learned love
and withdrawals.
She's my merry-go-round,
my piece of happiness
only a phone call away.
She's my reminisce.
She's my happy thought
the thing that makes me fly
please don't take my childhood
please don't even try.
She takes me back
to a place I belong.
She is my words,
she is my song.
Adrienne Zobell 04/14/09 11:30ish but written on the 15th.
This poem is about Kadee Christopherson, my only way to know how my childhood was like. I love and thank her for that everyday. Kadee is my childhood.
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