January 3, 2009
A Child's Thought$BlogItemTitle$>

At seven, when I go to bed,
I find such pictures in my head:
Castles with dragons prowling round,
Gardens where magic fruits are found;
Fair ladies prisoned in a tower,
Or lost in an enchanted bower;
While gallant horseman ride by streams
That border all this land of dreams I find, so clearly in my head
At seven, when I go to bed.
But now, when I'm a teenager everything changes. I miss my childhood and sometimes wonder how fun it will be if we were a child all the time. It will get boring, I admit but all this stuff that I'm handling right now like a new school, new subjects, teachers, friends, tight dicipline makes me feel like becoming a child again isn't so bad.
GET A GRIP ALIAH! (:
4:15 PM