The days of childhood
past,
stretched endlessly.
We didn't care.
Summers of ice cream
and mischief.
Late nights and
fun.
Older eyes now take
the year as they find it;
glad for any time
to themselves.
Pressures of life,
family and
money takes its toll.
We now care to much.
We look back with
a glad mind.
Thankful that
time is kind to memories. |