Aderine Perrement ,Youth</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=14.htm>Aderine Perrement </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>Youth</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b>When I was young we always went to Sunday school.<br>There we all learned about the golden rule.<br>The teachers read us stories galore. <br>We always wanted to hear many more.<br>We had summer picnics down by the shore.<br>Games were played and we had lunches too.<br>There were always interesting things to do.<br>When you are a senior you remember those times.<br>Friends make such a difference in trying times.</b></font></p><hr color=0000ca size=3></blockquote></blockquote><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk5.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>