here comes the funchild; see how she runs; come to me fun, child of the sun; hold back the night so I may see light; where there were dark clouds; millions of clouds covering all of mankind! funchild; where are the days when we ran wild; funchild; bring back the days when we ran wild! my bodys weak and my eyes start to close; I breathe my last breath and lay in repose; til my eyes open and wonders I see; a brand new world standing right before me; and there is my funchild just waiting for me! she holds up a mirror and a young face I see! funchild; a whole new world"s waiting; so let us depart, and spend forever in merriment with the lord; close to our heart! funchild; please join me now; for this world is so free! let"s walk together as one; through eternity!
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
this poem takes us through a life of wonderful times! the years pass by too fast! oneday; you know your ending is near! you wish to once again be with your funchild and enjoy forever youth! then in a fraction of a minute; you are young again; for death is a new beginning!
Comments (8)
you've created friend..a fun poem
Cafe
Have a Happy Thanksgiving
Loved reading your lovely poem refreshing and carefree...
Martina xxx