Childhood Memories
by Sharmagne Leland-St. John

Upon a chair in the corner, I sat
Little four-year-old me
Feeling so small 
As I faced the wall
Yearning to be 
Set free.
I’d been sitting here for so long
Trying to figure out what I’d done wrong
I sat and sucked my thumb
Until my bottom became quite numb 
Then turned into a pain
How long must I remain 
Like Little Jack Horner 
Stuck upon a chair in the corner? 

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