Then |
| by Amanda Jenkins |
Remember then,
Dreaming of when
Our childhood fears
Would be gone with the years.
Now we look at the past
Wondering why it didn't last.
Days in the hot sun
Always having fun.
Going for a ride
Letting the bike glide.
Biking, sledding,
Swimming, swinging,
Days of old
Never to be sold.
Signs of change
Widely range.
Moving away
No more play.
Friends forever
Talk almost never.
Through the years,
Our lives shift gears.
Laughter, smiles,
Fears, miles,
Distant souls
Drifting goals.
Friendship the art
Connects our hearts.
Now that it is when
We dream of Then.
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