Post by ResQ381 on Feb 20, 2003 12:11:14 GMT -5
I think of you as we were young. So much fun. Growing up together. Seeing us on the tracks playing, thinking of all we did then. As we grew up and I moved away not to see you every Sunday. The memories linger of the trouble we got into and the fun we had. Eating supper together at grandma’s and granddad’s. I wish we could go back in time to when we were young. No worries. Just playing at the river and on the rail road. Running though the garden playing hide and go seek. All the memories I hold close and deep. We are still young and fighting challenges. Wanting to grow old. But we do not know what the future holds.
