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Better in Memory
December 20, 2023
It was like a carriage,
My very own pink carriage,
It had two little wheels in the back when I got it,
I would want those off soon.
There was glittery strings coming from the handle bars,
Glitter ran down the spin of the bike,
And the rims to my tires were glossy,
With pink glitter.
I love that bike,
I took car of it like a car,
I would even get a bucket and clean my wheels.
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While writing this poem it brought me back to a ot of good, missed memories, things that I will never get back. So I am publishing this piece because it is a reminder of the beautiful moments in my childhood.