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They all made
me feel young,
All those children at play.
I watched them as I sat at the mall,
Smiling as they came my way.
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The delight on the young faces
As they got to the rides.
Helicopter that went up and down,
Pretend roller coaster on a downhill slide.
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The pride of the little girls
Who had helped make their own teddy bears.
One sported pink shoes and dress,
Another sat at the table, was "fed" with care.
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A child of Asian descent
Sat with his Mom and Dad.
Fed some noodles from chopsticks.
He shared what they both had.
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Teens strolling, full of laughter.
Texting, or talking on cells.
Eager and full of energy
With their bits of gossip to tell.
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But the one I know we'll remember the most
Was seen on the way home.
And he will always bring a smile,
Be looked for whenever we roam.
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For it had rained, but he was ready.
And the cutie sure wasn't mellow.
He carried umbrella of Sponge Bob Square Pants
And sported shoes of matching bright yellow!
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Oh, I'll never forget him!
The sight of him will not pall.
I'll remember him and all the others
That I saw outside or in the mall.
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Jane Ellen Slone ©
6-11-09
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