Could you please tell me your opinions on this poem?
James
We spin with spring and tumble with fall
Lock our troubles behind oak clad doors
Lift up the clouds with silk sodden hands
Swim in the ocean then rest on golden sands
The rush of our dreams collide with reality
Childhood sweethearts and teenage calamities
Living so freely, so together, we fly
Weightless and mobile, high in our sky
Jungles and Outback’s and cities and seas
Those were our journeys, our stories, our keys
Laughter and chatter carried us along
It’s back out there you and me belong
Now I’m alone, lost in my armchair
Life never seems to treat us fair
Do you still play all of our games?
I miss you, my baby James
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