Poem about Childhood I wrote when I was in High School (a long long long time ago)

Wagon's red and rose's thorn,
Early to bed and nightmare's scorn.

Puppie's fur and jaws that bite,
Kitten's purr and blown out light.

Flying swings and broken bones,
Crying slings and flying stones.

Running tag and slipping falls,
Magic bag and nipping halls.

School bell's ring and bully's sting,
These are things that childhood brings.